No, depression is not just getting sad.
It's a constant sadness that melts into your bones,
An indescribably heavy weight upon your shoulders,
Never mind your heart and soul.
It's believing so many lies (maybe because you've learned to accept them)
And no longer appreciating your self-worth.
Wishing you no longer existed, wishing yourself gone.
Depression holds you back from your dreams
And pulls you into a nightmare.
It takes full control of your existence.
It makes you never want to get out of bed,
And when you finally do,
You just want to get back in it.
But you know the hardest part?
Ignorant people.
Just.
Like.
You.
I slid the blade across my wrist
Once
Twice
Again and again.
Maybe I’m an emotional freak.
I cause fights and arguments
Over
And over
Again.
Maybe I’m a troublemaker.
I use make up to make myself seem
Better
And…
Prettier.
Maybe I’m girly.
I complain about things
Even when sometimes
They’re not
That
Bad.
Maybe I’m an attention seeker.
I fall under so many
Stereotypes.
So maybe I am a label.
Or maybe
I’m just me.
I may live inside my own, twisted universe
I may change, sometimes for the worst.
What's normal to me is not normal for you.
Sometimes I just do what I need to do.
Behind a brick wall, I hoped someone would break it
I threw out my heart hoping someone would take it.
But I got tired of hiding and tired of hating
And instead of throwing myself at every guy, I'm waiting.
I'm sick of the person I tried to be
So basically, here I am, I will be me
I'm sick of the hatred, would you not agree?
.. Basically I'm sick of society.
"Attention seeker."
As I slide the knife across my tongue
The poison resting in my lungs
Fighting till the war's been won
But you're right, this is all done for fun.
The rope around my neck as I pull it tight
The struggles I face as I die to fight
And slowly, I fade off into a dark night...
Goodbye, smiles, goodbye, light...
Dying, breaking, losing sight
Of all that's proper, all that's bright
With all my strength and all my might..
I mean, I do this for attention.. right?
Daddy likes to make me
Eat my words.
I see him hit Mommy
And I know she hurts.
So I tell him, to get her
He has to go through me.
And, well, I can no longer walk
And I can no longer see.
Daddy makes me eat my words
And reality starts to flood.
Yes, Daddy makes me eat my words…
And my words taste like blood.
A REALLY LONG JOURNAL (but with pictures!) by riingo, journal
A REALLY LONG JOURNAL (but with pictures!)
One ordinary afternoon, Waifu Niffy was just pondering to himself, deciding on that night's dinner for when his Hubby comes home.
"Hmm, I guess it's lasagna again tonight, huh?"
When suddenly! A dark shadow looms over Waifu Niffy, taking him by complete surprise.
"...!!?"
But before he could utter even the slightest damsel-in-distress girlish scream, the ominous shadow disappeared, and along with it-... Waifu Niffy!
..........
Thankfully Fynn, the good neighbor, heard the commotion of broken dishes and toppled furniture and rushed to the scene right away with his trusty crocodile buddy Kuro.
"Ugh great, were those two at it again-...?"
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I hope this disturbing imagery haunts you for the remainder of 2013━just kidding.
Foolishness aside, I suppose this is my last Deviantart post for 2012!
I'm sure you've seen enough year's end messages so I'll make mine quick (´艸`)
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