I am not depressed. I can still smile at pretty things. And laugh when jokes are funny. I can still talk to people. And enjoy nice days. But when I go inside, When I am alone, There is something broken. And I fall into a sadness so sweet That it engulfs me. I look in the mirror. And I don't like what I see. And the tears always fall When I'm falling asleep. And I miss something That doesn't exist. I am not depressed. I've just been sad for a while. But I can still find the light. I can still smile.
You believe that since I'm still breathing none of my attempts worked. But they all did. I'm dead inside and I'm never coming back. I'm gone forever and all I'm waiting for is for my body to finally catch up.
I miss being happy. I miss feeling alive. I miss enjoying life. I miss having a real smile. I miss going months without crying. I miss being so happy that I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. Most of all, I miss you. I miss how happy you made me. I'd give it anything to have it all back.
when i'm sad i don't want someone to tell me about how "it gets better" and that i need to "move on" i need someone to tell me that it's okay to be sad, and that my feelings are validated. i don't need someone to tell me about how much happier i could be, i need someone to hold me and tell me that i've been strong and that it's okay to sometimes not be okay.
We had been trying to be adults since we were 15 When we finally reached 18, nothing changed It wasn't until we were lying on the bathroom floor Drunk and high in two different states That we realized Age is just a number And reality is learning there's no such thing as being an adult You only grow older And if you're lucky Maybe a little wiser
My mind is full of beautiful thoughts, Awful thoughts. Regrets, Things I don't regret. Terrifying memories Beautiful memories. Insecurities Confidence Hate Love My mind is drowning me, And everyday it gets Worse; I'm the victim While my mind is a Hurricane. Why is my own mind,the reason I want to vanish sometimes? Why?