It takes hold,
wraps itself
around your neck.
It gets tighter,
suffocating the life
out of you.
You let depression
consume you
from the inside out.
The tears become
your constant companion,
pain- your friend.
Every morning
begins as a repeat
of the day before.
Eventually,
you must make a choice:
let it win or run from it.
I chose to run away
to a place where
I could be happy again.