I try. I try to do the things, the things other people do, do to feel right. Right? I try. I buy. They tell me to buy for myself. For myself, I share to try. I try. I try to share, but does anyone care, care to understand why, why I try, why I don't… Continue reading Trying
Tag: depression
distant
Let me sit in my desired darkness Let me sit among ailments within Let me have a lack of smile and frown and a want for a tear on my face to trail down Let me feel the isolation Let me feel no tender touch Let me remain unloved for love is not for me… Continue reading distant
Those Below
I stand here wondering if life is a choice. And I wonder what else is a choice. I wonder why people behave as if what they choose is not a choice. Why does a person practice a religion that hurts others as if it is not a choice? Why does a person practice politics that… Continue reading Those Below
Waiting Room
I’m too old I look too young I’m too depressed A song already sung I’m too unmotivated I’m too sad My better times Are only a fad I’m alone too much I have too little When I think My thoughts are brittle I speak too clearly Say what’s on my mind And people become Much… Continue reading Waiting Room
Friend
Sometimes I hear people say, “Depression is a disease.” This is normally said either by normal people or by people who have been convinced by normal people that what they have is wrong. But I’ve learned to be grateful for the wrong I have and the wrong I am. If I didn’t fall into depression,… Continue reading Friend
Empathy For God
Whichever where I’m going, if there’s a where in which to go, whether it be a place such as Heaven or a where that no one knows or no place cradled in existence with no respect to the path I chose, I wish to be clear to avoid illusions on where it is I wish… Continue reading Empathy For God
Symbiosis
How can I be anything more than someone in need of the rain? When there’s no one here beside me, no one to listen to my pain? If I speak to the clouds, maybe words will be captured in each drop. And they’ll spread out across the Earth, from sideways and bottom to top. She’ll… Continue reading Symbiosis
Bear Canvas
There are things people do and things people say they sensibly believe make me feel better. But they make me feel worse. And worse. And worse. And worse. All I can do is paint a smile for them. And paint. And paint. And paint. I am an artist.
A Wish To Turn Off The Sun
It was the blank space within that fueled his sadness. But if there was nothing there, what could there be to be sad about? What drove him to constantly question himself and how others saw him or didn’t see him? If there was nothing there, what drove them away? How could nothing be such a… Continue reading A Wish To Turn Off The Sun
Why She Loves Her Depression
I love what this lady says in the below-embedded video concerning depression and emotion. Give it a look, if you’re interested. Also, check out her channel for videos on mysteries such as disappearances and creepy and terrifying tales. If you’re a fiction writer, her stories could inspire you to write a haunting story of your… Continue reading Why She Loves Her Depression