In today’s world of Technology,
One would think that all battle cries
could be heard.
Prior to its results
ending in devastation.



The Silent Battle, my friends is
A war that is so fierce
and exhausting
it drains its opponent
from every zest of life.
That what was once known
to the individual.
It creeps its way into the soul
to demise all the faith
once one had valued.



It is a war of inner peace.
Its pain is so intense every waking
moment and breath
is a struggle to survive



The Silent Battle
knows no discrimination
nor does it hold any precedence for
specific individuals.
The rage of its force
drains every ounce
of spirit out of ones soul..



Though the battle is silent,
its pain is intense
to the mind, heart soul and body.
One’s inner sense of being,
Purpose in life
is no longer visible
Dreams are demolished
careers are destroyed.



Yet no one on the outside cares
to hear the cry for help from
The Silent Battle Depression.
Yes, correct, it is a silent battle
that Rages through
ones most inner sense of self
Leaving behind.



A soul who is devastated,
hopeless and visionless.
Longing for a sense
of even a tiny zest of life.
Its victim does not receive
any compassion for its wounds:




Rather society casts
a judgmental eye
upon these victims and
classifies them has weak,
individual unwilling to
carry on with life
despite its injuries.



My response to them is this:
Take heed and count
your blessings
that you have yet to feel
the turmoil of The Silent Battle.



As you know not what it is
to lose your sense of purpose
your vision
your dreams of achievement.
The lose of your career
that was your essence of Life.
having been robbed
of faith in High Power.



To wake the soul
from fear of committing
the most unthinkable act of suicide.
You say that is not an option,
but my friend sometimes
it is a way of ending
all the pain.



I say that suicide
is part of the constant Silent Battle.
To lie in bed in a darken room
crying ones soul for just some peace
within my midst.



Yet, despite my actions,
I am no longer who I was
nor do I think I ever will be.



As I am a victim of
The Silent Battle.
It is a battle
that I do not declare defeat,
but please do not tell me
it is my mindset
for if you do
you are no friend of mine.



You say how can I speak
of suicide so freely,
this is how I have to speak
in order to continue my battle.




No One has really
heard my cries,
they responded
to their fears instead.
Its silent rage
is what is so terrifying, as
I appear to comprehend
the world around me and
respond to it by the way it
excepts me to.




Despite this ability,
my soul is yearning for peace
from within.
I lack the energy
to celebrate Life.



No one speaks of my battle as
it is not socially acceptable.
It is as though
due to its Silence
It warrants not to speak
of its injuries
as they will disappear in time.



My friends that is false
this Silent Battle
is more alive today
than at any other time.
It has even taken opponents
as young as 12
to its battlefield.