I’m the monster up in your head. I’m the monster under your bed.
I’m the ‘who’ when you call ‘Who’s there?’
I’m the wind blowing through your hair.
I’m the shadow filling your dreams to the brim with fright
I’m the shrill noise you hear at midnight
I’m the screaming banshee that makes you cower
I’m the ghosting figure that hangs by your window
I’m the creature of the night
I’m the phenomenon that you just can’t seem to understand
I’m simply the unknown
You can’t catch me
But you can feel me
You can find me
You can taste me
You can literally see me
I’m right beside you
Turn on the lights and gimme a kiss
People fear me like the plague
People run from those that bear the marks of my touch
Once you touch me,
You become nothing but a hollow shell
Once your lips touch mine,
You lose happiness
You become frustrated
You can no see your future
You become uncertain
You become unsure
You ask “Who are you?”
I say “I am Depression”
What am I, you ask
I’m the darkness that consumes your being, warps your mind and devours your soul.
I cause you to crumble to nothing and scream and sob in agony
But you can embrace the darkness
You can tame it and bend it to your will
You can own in
You can become its master
I can obey you and do your bidding
How?
I make your heart fragile like glass
I carve your mind out of stone
I make you fear nothing but yourself and the future
The darkness becomes your slave
The shadows become your companion
You become the darkness
You become a shadow
But I am not immortal
I can be slain
You can kill me
I am not meant to be in you till the end of time
I will leave when you permit me to go
I can be killed
I can be destroyed
Kill Depression
Depression isn’t something that is meant to stay.
It isn’t something that is meant to live.
People have had to live with it.
People have had to endure while it tore tgem from the inside out.
They've had to go about their day wearing masks and makeup to hide how they really feel.
Depression leaves you hollow and broken.
Depression can wreck you and ruin you
It can leave you battered
It can take away sleep and peace
It can make you lose your mind
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Thoughts
RandomA collection of thoughts running in the head of a depressed and bored teen. Random ideas and glimpses into the inner workings of such a mind. The hidden and unspoken words of sorrow, pain, curiosity and fantasy. Funny ideas to be played with later...
