Kids in the dark-All Time Low✖
(if u can read this, read at ur own will)
Sad teens with happy faces
That's what we are the depressed loved ones
Depression is a mental disorder, as per Wikipedia
Oh great. I have a mental disorder that has scarred me for almost 2 years, killed me every night, made myself a hater of myself, made me a perfect liar, made me miserable,
and the worst of all, no one ever understands you ,if they are fucking happy in their lives
Depression happens because of:
Over-caring
Bullying
Betrayal
Family issues(step dad/step mom, lone parent family, strict parents)
Too sensible
Lonelier than ever
Childhood petrifying scars
Mental breakdown
Loss of a loved one
And what not?
The list is never-ending
Those who are enjoying every single moment of their life, those people ,
They. Are. Never. Gonna. Understand. Your. Pain. No. Matter. How. Hard. You. Try.
Every time you pick that blade, you slice it, every drop of blood, the fucking pain that devores you up, the endless flow of tears, the horrible war of loving onself, the lump in your throat when you break down in public, the numbness of shedding tears, even those who don't cut(a.k.a. me) go through much harder things because imagine a day without razors, it wouldn't be tolerable, the aching gnawing severe bruise in your head that never fails to conquer you,
when your parents don't even see what's going on inside us, behind that fake smile, those persons who make you lonelier than ever, when you thought you were important, when once back in time, you never thought that a monster was patiently waiting for you as his prey, and caught you so beautifully, those sad hollow thoughts you always dreaded turn out real, rejected as piece of shit, making us sensible and fucking miserable, everything hurts, when even the slightest mean word triggers that surviving heart, we've become so weak...
And to those people who constantly tell us constantly to stay strong, dude shut the fuck up, am tired of being nice now okay, BLOODY PIECE OF SHIT, YOU'RE TELLING LIES TO US AND IT HURTS AS FUCK. Get lost, we are beautifully scarred but we're not beautiful.
WE DON'T STAY STRONG, we stay suicidal, surviving every single day of our lives,
we are fucking fed up to hear those.
WE CAN'T DO IT because we are hopelessly winning a futile war. Do you know what's like to be jealous of someone's happiness? Do you know what's like to be surrounded by people you know, you laugh with but inside you're suffocating inside? Do you know what's like to know that no one is gonna send sweet texts or those asking you whether you're fine? Do you know what's like to be not loved? To be treated as a worthless person? To feel disgusted of yourself? To hate everything about you? To be awake every night without barely sleeping? To be bullied at school? To be abated?
Finally to be depressed...
We know it perfectly, in our own way...we are....
sad teens with happy faces.
PLEASE DONT FUCKING POST THOSE COMMENTS SAYING TO STAY STRONG OR YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL OR WHATEVER SHIT. JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP OKAY? AM FED UP WITH THAT SO PLEASE DON'T ANNOY THE SHIT OUT OF ME OTHERWISE AM GONNA CRUELLY INSULT YOU TILL IT MAKES YOU SUICIDAL
YOU ARE READING
Slow Death
Short StoryThis book is my getaway, my escape, my feelings. It's utter shit but if you wish to read it you may :) Quite a lot of emotions,feelings that are depressed, hurt, confused, fucked up..suicidal.. //pluvio-nyctophile//
