My First Wattpad writtings

This is my depresion

I feel alone, depressed, unentertained. I feel worthless, i feel abandoned, left out, like an outcast. I dont feel apreciated, i dont feel part of a family. I feel denied of my existence. Unimportant, expendable. I imagine this must be the feeling that I would get if i was a cow or any animal, born and raised in a farm to be processed into meat. I feel worthless, like an old forgotten toy laying under pounds of dust in the attic. The sun feels like if it was a black hole sucking every ounce of my life energy. The moon only reminds me of how empty my life is. The weight on my shoulders reminds me everyday of all the toughts that I carry with me. My hands are sored of digging my own grave, but I cant get out of it, ive allready diged more than 6 feet. Im half way to hell. I sleep my nights with my feet hanging from the bed, I really dont care anymore for the demons that might get me, because I allready sleep with them. I live my days studying my smoking disease, ive smoked a few grams in the last ten minutes and I still look at the pipe trying to remember how it feels. My desmotivation gets me so down, that for the first time in my life, ive know to go days without taling a bath, just because I dont feel like spending energy. For as much as I try to sleep trough the night, I cant, my body is too affraid of what might happen trough the day, that he just shuts down all day and powers up trough the late night. My back is filled with scars from all the times ive slept on a bed of nails. Lifeless soul, grey days, frozen heart and deeper scars. Those are my days and demons. That is my depresion.