If depression lurks in my mind

Am I not stronger than my mind?

I may look weak and tired

But my breath proves my might

What can stop me from living?

Its true, neither depression alright

My taste of choice is mine

The outcome there comes, I fight

I sow and wait to reap

And whatever I reap I eat with pride

Life is to be lived

Death is for life

As death proves the existence of life

So from the darkness I will try to find the light

Let me alone search for what am sure I will find

So even deep at the bottom of depression

I will stretch my hand above the waves

And hope that happiness will take a hold of it and pull me out