Diary Of A Twisted Mind

August 29, 2012

Is this what my life has come to... Just a swirling black hole of emptiness and sorrow. Not even being positive if I'll make it through to the next day without losing myself to the insanity. Yet I keep coming back. Back to the times before my whole world crumbled down like a flaming ball of rock and ice people like to call a shooting star. Back to writing this stupid diary, reminding myself of the times I used to have before the depression set in. The doctors say I am getting worse, the medication isn't working anymore. So they have me take more until the artificial happiness takes over for a few hours. It is nothing compared to the real thing. Real happiness is a whole universe of bright stars. This is just a measly white dwarf star, its supposed to give off alot of light but its not very warm. Its like ice when real happiness is the sun. A perfect cacophony of warmth just waiting to warm you up until you are no longer cold. That is what true happiness feels like. That is what I felt with you. When we were together you were like the sun, and I the moon just needing your light to brighten up the night.