30 September 2012
Depression is taking over who I am. It's a disease that consumes, a disease that destroys. If I could choose to be happy I would. It's not as simple as it seems, you can't escape. No matter how fast I run, depressions already won. It's a never ending battle, I give up, I want to be at peace, but all I ever seem to be is in pieces.
Opuss № I