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There is a
lonely place sometimes where I dwell,
It is down in the
valley when I'm not doing well.
When I'm up
on the mountain and everything is great,
And
I am really enjoying life, I don't ever
hesitate.
When someone says, "Hello, how are
you?"
The answer always rings out loud and
true.
On other days though I want to
go and hide,
Because I have taken a very sad
and lonely ride.
Once the slide starts and
down into the valley I go,
I don't
want to see anyone or for them to know.
I
just want to go to bed and stay there all day,
I
don't want to talk to anyone, I have nothing to
say.
I try my best to hide it for as
long as I can,
Feelings of depression are
not something I plan.
Depression is an equal
opportunity disease,
And it really doesn't
care who you want to please.
It doesn't care
who you are or your plans for
today,
Sometimes the sad feelings just won't
go away.
Always trying our best to figure
some way out,
To try to explain to others
what it is all about.
If you say to anyone
your depressed or feeling blue,
The question
is always, "Why?"
"Did someone do something
to you?"
Questions always come at us left
and right,
But no one seems to really
understand our plight.
"Well you've had a
rough life", some will say,
"Or just get some
rest you've had a rough day."
Empty, nothing
there, "No, you didn't do anything."
"Yes, I
know you care."
I don't know how to get
the message through,
It is not as simple as
saying, "What's bothering you?"
There is
this terrible emptiness we feel
inside,
Hurting so much, feelings that cannot
be denied.
Yes, we do love everyone in our
family,
It is this emptiness from which we
want to be free.
We really wish all
the guilt trips would quit,
We are doing
the very best we can to deal with it.
If you
know someone who suffers from depression
too,
Please, don't ask them why they feel the
way they do.
We don't know how to make the
sadness and tears go away,
All we can do is
just try to make it through one more
day.
©
Brenda Sparkman
April 2004
 
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