It took
me a while to write this piece.
Cause I
wanted to write from my heart.
I wanted
the words of my depression to speak to you.
I cannot
say that I have figured out the secrets of beating this inner demon,
That
seems so wild and untamed.
But I can
say that I can try to manage it.
Some
might say that a depressed being is a lost cause.
Cause
your emotions are heightened.
And the
very skin that cloths you.
Seems
like an unknown life source.
But with
all that something beautiful can be made from that.
This
topic is very high between teenagers. Because we are trying to find our
identities and get consumed in our world of social destruction.
So many
young men and women of the future have taken their lives because they cannot
handle this inner cage.
But it
doesn't get easier as we get older.
Cause it
comes as something different when we grow older.
One icon
that has proven to us all that this demon can be tamed is the Late Nelson
Mandela.
Who
showed me that we cannot use our depressed mind to benefit our situation.
It can be
the flame to our freedom, our success, our sanity.
To learn
to love yourself even if the whole world hates you.
There's
always someone who says something negative.
Or a
friend who kills your joy.
But even
the worst fires can be extinguish with the right tools.
Do not
let this disease consume you.
Talk to
someone, yourself break the bounds,
That
cause you to hate the wonderful person you are.
But even
the inner bitch has a mute button.
Just find
yours.
Diu
