Short Stories

This is My Depression

My body turns so numb, starting from my feet and ending at my head,
Every inch, every part, none left with feeling.
Leaving me to feel as if I barely exist.
Numb and breaking.

I hadn't even processed that I was laying on my bed, staring at my ceiling,
The day playing throughout my head, on repeat, tears burning my eyes.
Threats, chants, taunts and teases,
Telling me you don't really care, you're here for pity.

Gone in a moment, hating my guts
They were right.. Why didn't I listen?
Should have cut myself from you
Long ago, save us from the hurt.

I'm so numb, cold and broken.
I cut myself off from the world
When was the last time I had eaten?
Taken a shower, walked outside?

I don't remember, I don't seem to care either..
This world so cold and broken
Turns me numb and damaged
Crumbled for the world to leave me

It's all a game....
Until someone dies...