Picture by Alan Ayers

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I wrote this from my own personal
experience with post natal depression.
Depression is a serious illness and
society needs to realise that the
sufferer simply cannot "get over it"
without a lot of help.I just
felt the need to put my feelings down
on paper and give people an insight
into what it is like.

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My early days of motherhood
Weren't very kind to me
Things did not run smoothly
Not how they were meant to be

Each day seemed such an effort
As I struggled to find the sun
I simply wasn't coping
I felt the need to run

I was trapped inside a well
And I struggled to break free
I was failing as a mother
In the dark I could not see

I led a life of confusion
I would sit and cry all day
My mother became my saviour
With her was where I'd stay

I had drifted down so deep
Noone seemed to understand
How I craved for my old life
For someone to hold my hand

Eventually I sought help
To get my life back on track
And within a few months
I finally had my life back

Depression is an illness
It doesn't happen overnight
I survived my darkest days
And now I see the light