Depression is like the ocean. Sadness is the very top. The part where you can stick your head out at anytime and breath for a while. The middle is were you are depressed. The bottom is where you are numb. We all start out at the top. Most people stay there. But us few get pulled by the waves and wind just a bit deeper. We are depressed. Sad and hopeless. Misunderstood by the people at the top. Most of us stay while one more big pull sends few of us tumbling down. Swirling in blackness and dark. Begging, pleading for air. To go back up. But we just go deeper. We are surrounded by darkness as we decide to give up and let it take us. We touch the bottom. Still unbreathing. We know we won't survive this. So we just wait. We no longer feel the pain as when we did when we were sad and depressed. We feel nothing. When we see the blood float up, turning the water a crimson red, we feel nothing. All we want is to do something but our brains have shut off. We were left here to die. And so we shall. The pen and paper we finally write goodbye with are the last things we'll touch. Goodbye.
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