Depression no longer lives here

The air is much quieter now that you’re gone. You no longer linger in the shadows of my mind. But in past where you belong. I am free of you. Your vague dissipated memory is all that is left and it comes to the surface at my own will. My strength to keep you at bay is stronger than it has ever been. I am healed. Suffering is no longer my name. My purpose is life.