It's ok now
You are free
From the monster
That is me.
You don't need to be here for me anymore
But we're you ever here before.
I sit in my room crying trying to tell you
I feel like I'm dying.
You throw me away like an old disk
Saying
I can't handle this.
Do you think I can handle the thoughts
Do you think I can handle the stress
On the outside I'm put together
But on the inside
I'm a mess.
The anxiety of talking
I shiver and twitch
Telling myself
Turn on the happy switch
I can't take the pain
I can't take the sorrow
But all you say is
See you tomorrow.
I trusted you
I cared for you
Why'll I was hurting I think you new.
New I was in pain
New I cry
It felt like you were just sitting there
Watching me die.
I wish I could say goodbye
I wish I could say good riddance
It keeps going through my head just have patience.
But I can't because I would have to say what happened
And if I did then I would be shunned
Because I'm a good friend.
I carry you through hard time
But when l ask you I feel like I'm on this lonely thin line.
Trying to walk to the other side
But I fall into the tide.
Then I sink and sink
And I'm not able to think.
All I want is a hand to hold
A hand to pull me up
So I can finally say
I'm not stuck.
Sorry this isn't as good as the other one
YOU ARE READING
My Depression thoughts
No FicciónDepression, my thoughts, triggering, this is stuff in my head and I needed to get it out somehow I don't post frequently so
