I used to enjoy everything in Life. I used to enjoy being me. But now, all of that has changed.
Three years ago, I began having Depression. When it first began, I was suicidal, but now I just cut myself to keep my mind off of it.
I feel depressed 24/7. Like I’m trapped in this dark hole, and I cannot get out. I call out for help, but no one hears me. There are others in the hole with me, others I try to help because I know how they feel, but what good can I do when I’m going through the same thing? Sometimes I feel like the world would be better off without me, but I stay, because of those few who try and comfort me, and say they want me.
I’ve lost interest in everything I used to love doing, art, journaling, being outside, and other things. But now, darkness covers them.
I am Two Face, when no one is looking, I hide inside with my blade and cut my arm, I am depressed and saddened. But when everyone is looking, I put on a smile, and laugh, and act different than what I feel. I’m always changing from one face to the other, trying to please others around me, but then destroying myself when no one is there.
I am depressed, weak, stupid, and alone
I feel alone in this world, even though others may go through what I am going through, it still feels like a lonely road, that goes on forever, and never ends. Where darkness surrounds all sides, and no one can hear my cries for help. Where I sit alone, and cry, and the tears burn my arm. I do not care, I embrace the pain, and let it surround me. For that is the only thing, keeping me alive