It’s like I’m drowning and I can’t be saved. Depression is pulling me under. Too deep to be resuscitated. The darkness is dragging me down to a point where I can’t get back up. Left alone because no one understands my sadness. They can’t handle me. I can’t handle me either. They say “Oh you are such an attention whore. You have nothing to be depressed about.” I didn’t choose this life. It chose me. I have been like this since 6th grade. It’s not my fault. I don’t want this anymore. Someone please get me out of this. I’m so vulnerable and easily broken hearted. I push the people that care about me the most away because I believe that they don’t deserve such a messed up person in their life. All of them say “You can never push me away.” Guess where they are now. Not by my side, they did exactly what they promised they wouldn’t do. They left me. Left me for the monsters to drag me down more and more. I’m almost gone. Save me before I disappear completely.
