Sadness, alone, afraid, saddest of sad.
This is what depression mostly is.
Suicide, pills, living hell, dark places, not happy. This is what it is, and this is what I feel.
Hiding, staying away, never wanting to wake up in the morning.
I’ve never felt as sad as I feel today and maybe now on, and forever.
Never talking, bad thoughts, saying that you’re okay when you’re not.
Crying yourself to sleep every night. Monsters aren’t under you bed, but they are in your head.
This is what Depression really is. Thank you for listening to my thoughts of my Depression.
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