I try to hide my feelings and keep holding them all in, but the truth is that i can't handle depression for shit.
I try to hold it back and I fight through the pain, but everyday it seems like I'm fighting in vain.
If depression ceased to exist maybe life would be simple, but the voices in my head leave me mentally crippled.
And I can't even begin to explain how it feels, which in turn makes it worse and even harder to heal.
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I love writing. It's about the only thing I can really say I want to do. Poems, songs, stories anything. It helps me express myself. I don't write about everyday things so I won't be posting everyday but when I do just know a lot of thought went into it and its about something close to my heart. Thank you for reading my posts and my bio :)
Okay okay so I hear this beat and my head explodes. My body vibrates as my brain implodes. It's upbeat and dancey, It's cool without the fancy.
Aa. Aaah. Be. Beeh!.
Your freedom is waning, an oppressive restraining. This is your plight, will you be the first to fight?.
Stuck in a circle Times an impasse Endless non opportunity I ask myself How long, when will it pass.
My little brother, He's like no other, Always got his nose in trouble, His favourite thing is lipstick, And he gives a good kick, But who am I to burst his bubble.
They know when you're happy They know when you're sad They know when you're joyful Or just feeling mad They also know when you have carrots..
Knife in my heart. Bullet in my mind. Kill my spirit. Then leave me to die. I hide it all without a trace. And paint a smile on face. You'll never know my pain. Until I write in a note.
I believe in you and me but with this we cannot be free..
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