DepressionMy mind feels like its fading into black,Depression by ShAtTeRiNg-DaRkNeSs
The colors I loved so much coming back to haunt me.
My mind a puzzle that as hard as I try I can’t solve.
I’m always so confused, confused about everything.
What do I want from this life?
Why can’t I think or see straight?
I seem to have so many questions but all I get for answers are the colors.
Black, red, black, red.
My smiles, nothing but a charade, a fašade to the faces of nameless friends.
My laughs and joy just a cover of how I really feel.
Why is it, when I look at most things I want to crawl up and cry? Cry so much that no one would seem to care.
No one cares. No one seems to see through my hard shell to the miserable and lonely girl inside.
I want to be in darkness, I feel like I am in the dark all the time.
I want to shout and scream, scream at the people I think are friends.
I want to cover them in black, show them, make them see how I feel every day.
I see blood. Blood on my knuckles. But I don’t see. I feel