I'm blessed with a gift
A gift to save people
But in order to use my gift i need to learn to save myself
With a crumbling heart.
And a depleting future
I'm not sure if i should save myself or just live in a masquerade of I'm fines and fake smiles.
Living an eternity of wanting to fit in and remembering the lifetime of being rejected.
Its not fun having tears that turn into monsters who haunt my nightmares.
But without them haunting my nightmares I'd have no clue how to cope with the haunting nightmares within myself outside I'm okay
But inside there's a battle that's been going on long before you and i met
I'm just broken
Awaiting my final order to self disintegrate.
YOU ARE READING
A Fight With Depression
Historia Corta(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...
