Wait until the person is sleeping
sneak out the room
shhhhh
make sure you dont wake them up
Slip out of the house.
Its genious
Its perfect
The perfect ******* plan!!!

UNLESS

The person you are trying to ditch
Wakes up in the middle of the night
Screaming awake from a horrible nightmare.
They turn to apologize for waking you
Only to fine you are nowhere to be seen.

TO BAD
YOU DIDNT STICK AROUND

You missed the best part.
You missed the look of terror on their face
Slowly turn to hurt and betrayal
as the realization of what you did
Snapped into place.

You missed them curl up in a ball
huddling under their blanket
and cry themself to sleep.
All alone in a dark house.

The Fine art of ditching always has a price,
But its rarely ever seen.
Why is that?
Because the Ditcher never sticks around to see.

Never, ever, let anyone tell you what you can and can't do.
Prove the cynics wrong.
Pity them for they have no imagination.
The sky's the limit.
Your sky.
Your limit.
Now.
Let's dance.”

I call upon the great spirit
I call upon the Great Isis
Goddess of life I pray to you.

Give me the strength
to live this life,
this world of
dull grey despair.

Isis, great goddess
I am your humble follower,
I'm down on my knees
begging for your guidence.

I put this borken life
in your loving arms.

Please help me heal
Please help me stay strong.

Please goddess
I pray to you

In the past month or so
I've felt it coming
A breakdown.

Suicidal thoughts
claimed my mind
took up residence,
and starting planting thier seeds.

In the past month or so
I've tried to **** myself
not once
not twice
Hell not even three times

A grand total of
7 times.
Overdosing on asprin
Starving myself
cutting too deep
not even getting out of the way
when a car came a little to close
Hey the latest was
Exedrin.....
................. extra strentgh

I need help
I know I do.
But the thing is
I dont want to.

I dont want to live anymore.
I hate my pathetic life.
I'm sitting here at my cubicle
taking call after call
Trying so hard not to
show my tears to the people on the phone.

I give up

I GIVE UP

I'm sorry everyone
I guess I'm not as strong as I thought I was

Goodbye everyone

I am just one of Many
of Depression's mistress's
Depression is such a greedy man
He takes whomever he pleases
Men, women, teens, Elder
He's not picky, he doesnt care.

He will ****** you,
with sweet words.
Woe you until you swoon
he wont stop until he has you

His sweet words are a lie
they are candy coated posion
That will fill you with such a dread
it will leave you breathless and cold

He'll throw you away like trash
But first stealing all your happy memories
and replasing them with doom and gloom.

He will laugh at the tears he has caused
He will kick you and tell you its all your fault.

And once you think you are rid of him for good
He will sing his posioned song once more
and you will land right back into
the palm of his hand.

I am just one of many
of Depression mistress's
If you are one as well
I'm so sorry for your heartbreak

I'm so sorry
that Our sir
Is such a
Heartless
*******