when you’re depressed, everything seems to fall apart.
when you’re depressed, everyone seems to hate you.
when you’re depressed, nothing matters anymore.
when you’re depressed.
Depression is something that sneak up on you when you least expect it,
maybe it goes away without leaving more than just some tiny scars on your arm
but either way, depression have been a time in your life, even for just a moment
if you’re depressed for a really long time, and no one saves you from it
it’ll swallow you whole.
eat you alive.
burry you.
and eventually, you’ll die.
depression is the monster hiding under your bed
depression is the one hiding in your closet
depression is the one in your nightmares
depression is the one that will ruin your life.
the one thing that can save you from depression, is without a doubt, love.
and not any kind of love either, it has to be strong love, real love,
just any regular love will break apart because of depression.
depression makes you to another person, and if you dont have love in your life
you’ll lose yourself to it.
if your “love of the life” leave you because of the depression,
he was clearly not your guy
however, if YOU leave him because of depression, then you’ve lost.
you can just give up right away, because you see: you need him.
you NEED him. you can’t escape depression without a shoulder to cry on,
a guy that want to listen to all of your stupid problems,
a guy that has the ability to make you smile when you need it,
make you happy and let you forget everything. this is something only he can do,
not your friends, not your family, not you. He. don’t think otherwise.
you’ll only fool yourself.
I’m always alone.
I got no friends.
I got no life.
I’m a failure.
I won’t go to school.
Because there’s nobody there.
I won’t laugh anymore.
I won’t smile no more.
I can’t cry.
I can’t tell anyone.
I can’t trust anyone.
I’m just. so. fucking. alone.
