Depression is like waking up stuck in your bed.. you can't move...
You just keep repeating for yourself that you want to live and have life.. but depression is like the voices of people in Harry's concerts around me.. like he is around anything you love..then a random moment will lead me to a therapist.. and I will tell him I'm not suicidal but I just don't want to live.. like when I saw suicides I feel jealous...
and yeah.. everything was falling and I was a vast emptiness... it's like to be sorrowed into death but still fighting for life... but I still alone in the spaces of my darkness...
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Random Thoughts
Non-FictionSome random thoughts that I think of at 2 AM or when I am sad or let's just say some feelings... I hope you will enjoy reading what's running in my mind before I fall asleep... Started: 5/6/2020 (ongoing)
