My Light

Then I know that it doesn't help. In fact, it makes it worse. The temptation grows stronger and stronger, to the point that I can't shave my legs. To the point that I have to throw away my razor. What starts out as something so small, just one cut. Only one. It then turns into just two, three, and four. To the point that the cuts get deeper and deeper. Until I see the faces of the people who love me. And I'm reminded that I need to do something with my life. I can't just sit around and harm myself because I want to die. Because I don't want to be here. I needed to find something that released all the pent emotions that I felt.You see depression is horrible. I wouldn't wish something like this on the worst person in the world.
You feel numb, empty. But you feel everything at the same time. You feel pain. It's so damn painful.
You feel so, so much pain that you are immune to it. So immune that you feel nothing at all. But then again you feel everything.
I found a new release. But yet I still seek warmth and comfort from the darkness that is depression. I thrive for that darkness. It's like the only thing that I can count on. The darkness is my light.
THIS BOOK IS VERY DARK, SO IF YOU SUFFER FROM DEPRESSION/ ANXIETY JUST KNOW YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. THIS IS A TRIGGER WARNING!

I will eventually change the cover, because I made this two-three years ago lolz.