Heartbroken Words unspoken Again darkness is swallowing Again death is following Leave me alone No don't go This emtiness already known Always by my side growing slow Never leaving Always bleeding The only thing that stays My own hell created by thoughts A head like a maze A mind slowly rots Never understanding No one caring
i hate when people misunderstand my shyness for unfriendliness like no!!! i actually like you! i’m just a piece of shit that can’t communicate
you ruined me and i called it love
That side of depression
Why do people never talk about the part of depression when you just don’t want anything anymore? Everybody talks about when it hurts like hell, when you cry, when you cut, when you take drugs, when you break down. But no one ever talks about when you just lay down in your room, with a hole inside of you that you don’t know how to fill, and you don’t want to do anything even the things you usually like. So you just spend your day kinda waiting for it to end. And it’s horrible because you feel empty and guilty for that at the same time.
Happiness
A feeling long lost In a world full of disgust What are we even looking for We're not able to feel it anymore A feeling so far away Waiting for the next day Waiting for night to be over Hope for death to come closer Unable to find peace In this world we'll never feel at ease
things i’ve been dying to say to you since you left, pt.3 (via depressants)
Depression is being afraid of happiness because as soon as you're happy you start to feel uncomfortable because you're used to the emtiness inside your chest, to the numbness. And it doesn't feel right to be happy for a second. And you know that happiness can be dangerous because after happiness comes pain and it will hurt even more to to be sad again. So you start to realize that it isn't all worth it and so you fall into this dark hole. You're afraid of the unknown, afraid of changes. You want to be happy again but it's too frightening. And you know that depression will always be there because happiness is so hard to find. Depression is your only friend, it'll always be by your side, it starts to feel like home. Well home sweet hole. And then you realize that there is no more going back, it can never be the same because all you'll ever need is the void. And you can never crawl back out from this hole.




