Most people believe that depression is simply a burdensome sadness at worst and someone simply being dramatic at best. They think it's noticeable. They think that they'd be able to see when someone is on the edge. However, they never do. They don't know what they are looking for. And they don't believe what they can't see. They don't see the silent midnight sobs. They don't see the numbness that comes after. They becon no tears but can not ease the heaving of ones chest. They don't see when your mind is yelling too many questions at once and all you can shout back is I DON'T KNOW! They don't see any scars. Or listen for the cries. They don't see any of the pain behind your eyes. You don't realize it's all bottled up. You don't know that your hiding behind a mask. It hurts so much that your chest wants to cave but the worst you can do is sob. The worst you can do is medicate. The worst you can do is harm. There seems to be no best. No constant sunny days. No satisfaction sleep. No fearless day. You hope that one day there will be. Until then you cradle you're shattered mind and pray they can't hear through the paper walls.
