Does it make sense?

    I am not always depressed. its like it comes and goes whenever it pleases. But I am always sad. Sadness for most is an emotion but for me its a lifestyle.

     I feel as if everyone secretly hates me and lies to me when they say something nice.

     I feel as if my life is just one big lie that I havent been told.

     For me life is just a dark abyss that is left to fill the void of my existence until my day has come for death.

     Death is the only ending. Cutting is my salvation.