She used to care
So **** much
Almost too much

She loved everything
More than herself
Than even life

And then he left
Said goodbye
She thought she'd died

And her world stopped
Vision blurred, and head hung
Knees weakened

It was then
That she gave up
She surrendered

It was then
That she stopped caring
She shut down

I remember the long talks
The all-nighters
I remember the kind words
The loving banter

I could say I miss it
But I won't
I could say I miss you
But I Won't Lie

Thank you for being my best friend
For letting me tell you anything
Even for the tenth time

Thank you for understanding me
With all my awkwardness
My anger and hatred

Thank you for encouraging me
Throughout every single thing
Even when you don't want to

That you for being you
Because, without you
I don't know what I'd do

I want to save you
From all your pain
From all the shame

I want to take you
Away from the anger
Away from the wrong

I want to save you
So that maybe
You could save me

Depression is like a bottomless hole
Depression is wanting to go home when you're already there
Depression is being alone surrounded by friends
Depression is laughing the loudest while being the saddest

Depression is a bottomless hole
That ***** all life and happiness from your body
Depression is a bottomless hole in your soul
Depression is an invisible force that pulls you deep down into the hole

When you're at the edge of the hole
Looking down into it
The force grabs you by your feet and pulls you down
And the more you go down
More strength you need to climb up
And less will you have to do so

Depression is a bottomless hole in your soul
That ***** all life and happiness from your body
Don't let it pull you down completely
Do not reach the bottom

I'm hoping
One of these days
That when I sleep
For hours on end
I won't wake up
Because maybe
My brain will forget
How to breath
While my mind
Drifts to different dreams
And maybe
I won't have to
Face another dreadful
Day

And maybe,
Just maybe,
You'll miss me.

-e.w.

You were all that she wanted
Her everything
Her reason to keep going

But then you decided
To throw away that façade
To show true

You knew you had her
You knew it all too well
She wouldn't leave
She'd never tell

You're her mountain
That never ending climb
Her anguish

She will lose herself in a book
and find herself in poetry

She thinks that religion is a sacrilege
and that long showers are sacred

She makes love when she's tired
and never tires of making love

She is irreverent in her humor
and pious in her gravity

She is diligent in completing her work
and ambitious of her quest for leisure

She is the personification of romanticism
and the embodiment of compassion

She exists harmoniously in my mind

It's like I'm climbing a mountain
With no safety gear
At first, it was easy
Perfectly placed footholds
Easy access
But things have changed
They are crumbling and slippery
And the ones below me have crumbled away
All above get more and more spaced out
They get smaller and smaller
But I just can't turn away