Emotions.

You just...

You just kinda learn to live with it.

You just keep smiling.

You just keep laughing.

You continue with an everyday routine.

You go out with friends.

You date with no intention of continuation.

You lay in bed and cry again and again.

You work until you drop.

You drink, expecting an answer in the bottom of the bottle.

You stare in the mirror, hating what you see.

You know exactly what the morrow will bring.

And yet you and hope you pray.

That something will happen.

That you snap out of it.

That it will all just go away.

That the never ending cycle will stop.

That those nights of emotional distress will end.

That the cycle of depression will cease.