Depression by gemgem12

Hey, i wrote a poem a couple of weeks back and just wanted to put it somewhere so it sees the light of day. I am by no means a writer or poet, i just felt like writing that day.

~~Depression is a cruel cage, which I cannot escape.
Light shines through the bars but it only makes the shadows grow bigger.

Depression is a vicious tidal wave, which I cannot escape.
It engulfs everything in its path and makes it hard to just keep breathing.

Depression is a suitcase of terror, which I cannot carry.
Each step becomes increasingly difficult and suddenly the journey of life seems too difficult.

Depression is a constant, which I cannot escape.
Every bright day is overshadowed by the cloud that asks, ?yes but how long will it last?.

Depression is all in my head, and I cannot escape it.
Every ?chin up?, every ?it gets better? just reflects the feelings of doubt back to me.

Depression is a crossword puzzle, which I cannot solve.
There are no clues and the empty boxes reflect the emptiness in my heart.

Depression is a cruel opponent, which I can eventually defeat.
Every battle lost gives me time to prepare defences to defeat it in the eventual war.