M
Madhather
Have you ever sat in a room full of people and felt completely alone?
Had something to say but didn't because no one could hear you?
Do you ever feel invisible or wish you where invisible?
Have you ever opened your mouth to scream and heard only silence?
Or cry so many tears that you become tearless and numb?
Have you ever looked and a mirror and seen only despair?
Picked up a razor blade and waited for sweet release?
I have.
Today I am depressed, it's been building for weeks and today it has control.
I hate this, I loath it. It hides away who I really am and unleashes some sad weak creator to run a muck, it's sickening.
Life is such a tedious game, you live, you die but for what purpose?
If you don't make it into a history book in time you are forgotten.
It's a cruel joke.
So why do we bother?
Fear not depression fighters!
I will battle my way back to the surface, paste on a smile and go once more among the masses and they will be none the wiser. Because I will pretend that everything is fine and wait for the darkness to lift once more.
But not today, today I am sad.
What does your depression feel like?
Had something to say but didn't because no one could hear you?
Do you ever feel invisible or wish you where invisible?
Have you ever opened your mouth to scream and heard only silence?
Or cry so many tears that you become tearless and numb?
Have you ever looked and a mirror and seen only despair?
Picked up a razor blade and waited for sweet release?
I have.
Today I am depressed, it's been building for weeks and today it has control.
I hate this, I loath it. It hides away who I really am and unleashes some sad weak creator to run a muck, it's sickening.
Life is such a tedious game, you live, you die but for what purpose?
If you don't make it into a history book in time you are forgotten.
It's a cruel joke.
So why do we bother?
Fear not depression fighters!
I will battle my way back to the surface, paste on a smile and go once more among the masses and they will be none the wiser. Because I will pretend that everything is fine and wait for the darkness to lift once more.
But not today, today I am sad.
What does your depression feel like?