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by aisyned May 20, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I feel my self slipping, back into the darkness of my mind A place where my dreams were once crushed, a place old in time. The cloud that's there suffocates me, leaving the words stammering out, I know i'll survive, of that I have no doubt. The fear I face is tremendous though, of what future scars I might retain, Because although it's not physical, from this place I bare so much mental pain. Silence screams are muffled by society, pleads of mercy ignored by all, This is where I hit rock bottom, this is where I felt my first fall. The blood dripped onto the floor here, like a faucet of red from my wrist, Although I was breathing, I don't remember what it felt like to exist. A smile was a rare thing, by rare I mean none occurring, deep within the depths of my mind, something sinister was stirring. God can't reach me here, although I see his hand trying, but my soul has given in, for Lucifer succeeded in lying. Those words of venom fly off my tongue, causing stings of pain to those I care for, I'd try to hold it back, but self-control doesn't exist anymore. I'll make it out of this personal hell again, that i'm certain of, But just how much pain will I cause to those I love? I'm back to square one, in the darkest place I know, where the sunshine is but a dim flame, and happiness is nothing but a show. Can't say when i'll be me again, because I don't know for sure, for how I escaped last time is nothing but a blur. Here I am if you can see me, i'm barely a dot in this dark place, you may not hear my words, but please just read my face.© - D.Madden