How would you describe depression?

There is really no ONE description. I'd say it could be a feeling of sadness, despair and no energy or motivation, but it could also be a prolonged feeling of everything being indifferent to you, a feeling of emptiness or numbness. It's a grey mist, that lays itself over your life and it can be heavy and dark, but also lighter but numbing and everything feels distant.

Blue. Like a deep dark blue color. I feel like I'm under too many blankets, it's like a slow motion of suffocation. And everytime I try too push up and get out of the blankets or at least kick a few off, it's like the weight of all those blankets and the motion just sucks all the energy out and I fall back down in exhaustion.

depression is when you don't enjoy things you used to anymore. you begin to isolate yourself from everyone because nobody understands except you. you begin to lose touch with people because you just don't have the energy to want to be around anyone. depression takes over your entire body. and you can't control it.

A black hole that exists inside of you sucking everything ,draining you until you are out off life.You feel dead but somehow you ARE still breathing,your inside is empthy yet filled with pain but you feel that you can;t talk with anyone because they're going to judge you,tell you to get over it and that you talk nonsense,that you are stupid and not supossed to feel this way.

Depression is like a heavy forest, with screeching noises all around and for a long time all you get to hear is a jumbled noise of the creatures of darkness and people who give you weak words of hope. You wildly look at every direction for a long time to find what's wrong with you, to find a way out of it but then you realize that you're too deep inside the forest and you can only get out of here if someone comes to your help.

Deep sadness that consumes you and blocks the happiness

I wrote a poem that explains it:Locked in a cage without a key I am prisoner of my own mind Feeling nothing but worthlessness Trusting not even myself any more I walked in happy and naive But got suppressed and pushed Pushed down until I couldn't see the sky All I could see was anger, hatred, jealousy So I blocked it out Stopped trying to climb out of the pit I had lost my love, lost my anchor, lost my life Replaced them all with scars, regrets and nothingness The rope is there, just above my head But I have lost the strength to get up And even if I did that rope is far too frayed I am trapped in an unlocked room, an open doorway I can't push my way through the fog

A period in life where you'll have to fight an unfair emotional war. Depression can be hard, never give up!