Why am I cursed.
Cursed with this dreadful sadness.
Why do I suffer such sadness even with good friends
I love them dearly but I just can't shake the sadness of a billion days away.
It is attached to me like an evil spirit, attached to its human.
Someone come and wake me from this sadness that'll one day end me.
If I can't be saved.
Mom, dad, brother, sister, friends please know of my sadness deep within my shattered soul.
Come help me glue my shattered soul back together piece by piece.
Before I am left in pieces.
Someone tell me that there is a light.
A light that'll save me from myself.
That will chase away the angry demon of a billion days.
Please hurry there's not much time...
While outside I beam with happiness.
Inside I am already dead.
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A Fight With Depression
Short Story(Trigger Warnings) Do not read if you are bothered by reading very real everyday senarios such as suicide, self harm, and other things that tend to mend with having most mental illnesses. This book is a different book where every chapter is a short...
