I search the world for answers <br />to the questions in my mind. <br />Although, it seems those answers <br />are the ones I'll never find. <br /> <br />In dark despair I call out. <br />I scream for help and light. <br />The source of deep depression <br />is something I must fight. <br /> <br />I try to ''keep my chin up'' <br />and ''focus on the ball'', <br />but everytime I take a step <br />I also take a fall. <br /> <br />For those of us who fight them, <br />the demons in our head, <br />we have to force ourselves to sleep <br />each time we go to bed. <br /> <br />Without my faith in Jesus <br />and my love of family, <br />I don't know where I would end up <br />but I know I wouldn't be free.<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/despair-28/
