Depression

I am the one who haunts your dreams
And pairs your tears with drenching sweat.
I see your pain and silent screams
From bygone years you can't forget.

I am the ache behind the mask—
What others fail to see in you.
I am the grief beneath your casque—
The smile you wear to hide your blue.

I am the scar that coats your heart,
The plaintive voice you hear at night.
I hide the life you want to start
And only show you scenes of blight.

I am the darkness in your soul,
The one who hears your sobbing cries.
I'm not your friend; I have one goal:
To keep the dimness in your eyes.