Sometimes, I want to run away. I want to go on and live a new life and be free from everything holding me down. I want to soar in the sky and have dreams again, but it won't happen. It's just as far away as the horizon that I used to see me and my best friend gazing off, no one there but each other, staring into each other's sad, mysterious eyes. Only this time, neither of us were as sad anymore, and it was only a dream. I don't have dreams anymore, or ambitions, or fantasies, all I do is stare into the sunset, and wait for death to save me
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Depression Stories
Poetryi though since i have sad love story i might as well have one of the depressed stories as well because many people struggle and i want to help or at least give them something to relate to.
