The brightest light for us but for them just fog

And the daily battle with that Bloody Black Dog

Time for others to spare, lend a helping hand

But none for themselves, I do not understand

It's just part of the puzzle who's solution aint nigh

To go from horribly low to incredibly high

With the mid ground bypassed and seldom seen

The extremities often but none in between

Hidden's the darkness and deep, deep despair

We mistakenly think they have not got a care

And lurking in the shadows that dog that is black

Who gets sent away but always comes back

It's claimed my brother, friends, strangers as well

It's torment relentless this personal hell

That Bloody Black Dog's taken too many souls

To the depths of depression, the darkest of holes

So my plea to you all keep an eye on your brother

Your sisters, your friends, your father and mother

It seems no-one's immune to the Dog that is Black

Let them know it's okay and that you have their back

Encourage people to talk of all the demons they fight

Love them and protect them with all of your might

There's some troubles ahead, a mountain to climb but

Let's fight this Bloody Black Dog one day at a time

John Mason November 2016

“The trigger for this poem was Stuart Scar Campbell. He fought the Black Dog, bravely!

We all miss you mate.