It’s real
And fatal
It kills you slowly  
But only if you let it

Depression

It’s real
and draining
It makes you suffer
But only if you stress it

Depression

It’s real
It’s a pain in the ***

It will cheat you
It will beat you
IT WILL TEAR YOU APART

Depression

IT. IS. REAL.

I write words of meaningless sound
Pour my honesty upon the ground
Coronate me with a cardboard crown
My poetry left in a heaping mound
I’m forgotten, as seen as a shadow

Sometimes I wonder if                 IT’S

Just me not feeling                     OKAY,

I wonder if maybe                         I’M

Just used to                                   NOT

Feeling loved is that                   OKAY?

“Why do you sleep so much”

“I sleep when I’m stressed”
“I sleep when I’m depressed”
“I sleep when I’m mad”
“I sleep when I’m sad”
“I sleep when I worry”
“I sleep so everything is blurry”
“I sleep when I overthink”

“I sleep to hide from reality”
“I sleep because sleeping is the only way I feel safe, safe from myself, safe from my thoughts.”
“I sleep so I don’t have to feel”
“I sleep to hide the pain”

“I know I’ll never truly be deceased without hurting those that I love.” “So I sleep because it’s the closest I can get to death… to ... peace”

Why did my dad leave
i guess he doesn't need me
why dont you love me