Depression

There's a place that I don't like to go
Where all the bad thoughts flow
In the dark corners of my Mind
There's a hole with walls of slime
When I open up the door
A force pulls me towards the floor
I fight to keep from sliding down
But people keep pushing me around
It can swallow me whole
And suck out my soul
It's a slippery slope
But I will find the strength and hope
So I can close the door
Before there isn't a ME, anymore