Sad. Pain. Cuts. Tears. Nothing. Emotions.
This book is a book in which I write to express my feelings, I have a lot of problems which make me depressed and nobody knows about it. Like they say, sharing with a stranger is better than your closest fr...
Depression is like a prison. A underwater prison that is, you were hanging over water at first, sharks under you, and as you got more sad, the jail sank in, as if the ocean was your sorrow. Your head is still up, but your drowning. Drowning slowly, and the sharks are eating you alive.
Soon enough you can't bear it, and you want to escape. So this is where you grab a blade and cut. As you cut, it's releasing you, it's relief. As you cut, you can't feel the sharks biting you, you go completely numb. As you do this, scars will fade. You will feel empty when they do. You will drown in the ocean of sorrow once again. So now your addicted. It's like a drug, just one which shows your taking drugs. The blade, jail, ocean, sharks all represent something. Ocean - Your tears and sorrow.
Blade - Hateful words and pain.
Jail - The world. Your in prison, away from happiness.
Sharks - The people. The people who judge you and hurt you.
Soon enough, the sharks will go through the jail. And they will eat you. Completely. They will go in SOO deep, that even your bones won't be left.
And then done that's it. Your forgotten now, as u were a waste of space, and oxygen, now someone who's worth it can have it.
That's what depression and cutting feels like. Even though the last part hasn't happened yet, it will soon.
A/N This is actually what I feel like, and I worded it myself as well. It's truly that painful.
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