A Broken Backbone

Concrete Thoughts

I fall into the darkness known as my own mind, I have been doing this consistently recently, my grey eyes resembling the haunting essence of deathly sadness with big purple-ish bags underneath showing the last remains of life.

My mind quickly swirling like an ever consuming whirlpool while at the same time completely still and deserted, my body is frozen as I cant move my limp limbs as they feel like they have been enveloped by quick sand.

The clocks ticking is the only thing that lets me know that I have been in this trauma-induced coma for hours now, soon my parents are going to start to worry about dinner getting cold again, but who needs food when you feel like you have just ingested a bathtub full of liquid cement.

It has been days since my body has risen from this blanketed tomb, the last time I had the courage to leave was the first time I had seen a skeleton staring at me from within my dusty mirror, my lips were chapped making the appearance of someone dying of thirst as well as short matted hair which I knew would need to be cut off with the last of my hope for a good life.

Blood seeped from my newly bandaged wounds painting a gruesome portrait of pain onto my damaged flesh. All light has been blocked out as even the slightest sliver causes me to rebound in pain so like a vampiric creature I huddle into my jail cell called my room.

I stare at the blank ceiling wishing and waiting for the horrid grasp of death to finally take me to a place where I could finally stop this never ending pain that claws at my ragged dull body. I cant stop the consistently loud voices in my head telling me to do terrible things that would cause my healthy brain to flinch in shame.

Please help.

Please love me.

Please stop the pain.

Please make my world happy.

Please give me the courage to get better.

This is what depression looks like...

This is what depression feels like...

This is what depression sounds like...

...This is what depression is.

Thank you for reading!

Sorry this page is short.

I will not be updating this story often as it takes a lot out of me. - PITCH