ParanoiaAre they laughing?
Yes. I hear them giggling your name again.
If I turn around, will they be staring?
Definitely. You've always been a sight to see.
Will they want to talk to me?
And why would they? You can barely hold an interesting conversation for over three minutes to begin with.
Why don't anyone of them like me?
You don't even like yourself, child. Who would?
Is this paranoia tricking me again?
No. This is your life speaking.
It Is (Depression)It is a shroud of black velvet.
It is the violent ocean in the dead of night.
It is the monster in the shadows; the Vashta Nerada.
It is the final crash of symbols in Carmina Burana.
It is impossible to lift.
it is impossible to breathe.
It is impossible to see.
It is the only thing that can be heard.
It is why the stars disappear at night.
It is why every light drifts by without stopping.
It is why the gnawing starts and never ceases.
It is why nothing else matters in the end.
It is my disease.
It is my disability.
It is my misfortune.
It is my death sentence.
i understandsuicide isn't cowardly
its just and indication of someone being treated so badly they want to die
you don't have to be stick thin to have an eating disorder, anyone can have one.
u are not a freak if u self harm it just means you are in pain so you hurt yourself to make yourself feel better.
You don't have to look sad to have depression many people cover it with a fake smile, like I do.
Pouring my heart outYOU ARE NOT ALONE,
did you hear me?
You are not alone!
It is not your fault,
It isn't, hey, DID YOU HEAR ME?
Are you listening?
There is hope!
There is love,
Happiness is a choice
but you have to try to overcome the pain first,
you have to decide that whoever hurt you is not worth your anger
That you WILL NOT let them control your life or emotions
That you are stronger than they are
BECAUSE YOU ARE A BETTER PERSON
Because you are loved
Because you would never hurt someone the way you have been hurt
You are hope,
It's there, I can see it in you.
I can feel it in your words and yes,
even in your pain.
I know that you can do it
It isn't easy, but you are not alone,
The hurt rise up to protect each other,
from distances unmeasured and with power unseen,
we are the hurt, the victims
once hopeless, now an army,
a support to help people like us
to break through the barriers that numb us,
that make us hurt us when we don't deserve it,
that convince us that there is nothing better,
but there is