Depression's Hold- a poem

At times my depression has a strong grip on my soul

I can't always break its hold

It's stressful, confusing, and painful

The emotional agony and doubt that it brings

The emotionally draining result of this hold

I wish I could completely escape it for good

My depression's hold causes me to get low

So low to where I feel as if I'm at the pit of hell

O, how I wish to be free!

O, how I want to defeat this hold!

Good day, or bad day

Depressing day, or happy day

I won't question

Because one thing I do know:

My God has a forever hold on this, at many times, overwhelmed soul of mine

And I know with God on my side, I'll be alright

I'll take one day at a time

With patience and perseverance,

I know I'll be fine

-Nick Wolf 8/24/2013