Just Forever Depressed

Just Forever Depressed

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"Frantic and confused. Mind feels bruised. Its a connection you fused" "Mind still shaking as i continue to think, a broken heart i see in a blink.." "I'm trying to numb the pain in my heart, by numbing my arms as i start" "And even if I'm not physically in the stars, six feet under never leaves my mind." Welcome to 'Just forever depressed'. Where I accept my fate that my destiny was never written to end in happiness. This is not your typical story, actually it's not even a story. This book includes different little parts of just poems, just extracts, just writtings, just thoughts, just emotions, just fears, just sadness, just memories, just time. I started this when I was 13, in 2013. And I plan to carry on adding to this book until one day my heart feels content to press complete. (edited in 2020, re edited in 2024). Slowly but surely...
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The purpose of this poetry book is one of defiance. Not to others, or anything in particular. It is against the war we wage internally, against ourselves every day. There is no bigger challenge in life than facing your thoughts, your true emotions, your feelings when you lie alone at night by yourself, cornered. We tend to postpone them, shelf them, as we grow accustomed to our daily activities, never giving ourselves a chance to evaluate ourselves. Who are we? what do we lack? what do we need? In this book, I took it upon myself to air out all of my grievances, my intimate thoughts, my happiness, my disappointments, my sadness all out in the open, for all to see. I wanted to face it all. To stare my mortality dead in the eyes, and let the lingering stare sit, I wanted to simmer the feeling of weakness, of every single type of emotion, completely digest it, and let it manifest genuinely, reading it, again and again, perfecting it, again and again, until the feeling of pain subsides. I there is anything that I want you to take from this book, is time. Yes, just a word, time. It goes by, so have not regrets, and never leave something from saying. If you are looking for a sign to remind you, to tell you parents, brothers, sisters, daughters, grandparents, wives, friends you love them? This is it...

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