Not so dear Depression:

You, who clamors in the corners
And the open spaces, alike. You,
A petulant portrait of unease,
Could not compromise your
Aversion to logic, nor your
Affinity to stagnation.

This astigmatism you have upheld,
This magnetism you reinforce, I
Can only feel pity for
Your parasitic tendencies. As
You have forced me to self-proclaim,
This world would truly
Improve in your absence.

You, bearing the title of 
My most ruthless bully and
My most constant companion,
Have greatly overstayed your 
Welcome. Allow me to
Escort you out. And
Stay out!