Depression Isn't For Men Is It

Depression Swallow The Storm

Depression is not for a man,

that’s a woman’s weight, they say.

Men are strong,

made to stand like stone,

to fight their battles in silence,

to bleed without a sound.

So he doesn’t speak.

Not when his hands tremble

He can’t show he is so weak,

not when sleep slips away

and the ceiling becomes

his only witness.

Tears burn his eyes,

but men don’t cry.

He learned that long before

he knew what sorrow was,

like learning to grip a hammer

or bite his tongue.

So battle on.

Don’t seek help,

they’ll only laugh.

Call you weak,

ask why a man

would ever break.

when the storm rises inside him,

he swallows it down,

again and again.

That is because the world,

was never taught

to hold a man’s pain.

Maybe tomorrow,

when he can’t carry on,

his view will change.

He will get help maybe.

When you live alone,

it’s hard to cope with this.

Still no one hears your cry for help

till it’s too late.

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