Depression is a bastard of an illness
It strikes at people, both the weak and strong.
No need to be ashamed about your weakness
As you agonise at how you’ll get along!
No one sees the agony you suffer,
The pain is hidden deep within your mind.
And those who seem to think you are a duffer
Are senseless as well as truly blind!
Almost all of us have felt depression
And bottled up our feelings out of shame
We cannot seem to give our fears expression
In case some cretin thinks we are to blame.
Accept you are a precious human being
Susceptible to worry and to fright
But you have got a heavenly friend, all seeing
And, if you let Him, He will see you right!
I pray that He will always give you comfort
Whenever you are feeling in the mire.
He can be your, ever willing, consort
And you with, renewed, confidence inspire.
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