Can feel myself slipping away,
Pulling away,
Moving away
From all my emotions-
Leaving numbness behind.
Depression is rage
Without all that enthusiasm.
I don't care,
Just want to die,
Barely smile any more.
Feel like my life's coming to an end.
Without close friends,
Staying beside me,
Except for maybe a few,
All I can think of is leaving you.
Leaving you alone,
To face everything.
I doubt I was really here to begin with.
