I have suicidal depression--
and no, I don't want to tell you about it.
I'd rather hide it from you (if I could)
And bury it the way you might do with someone you once loved
Maybe sharing their pain if only just for the moment...
I don't want you to sympathize with me either. It's not that kind of sad I'm afraid..
I need this to hurt me, because if it doesn't I won't learn that it isn't okay to feel this way.
A long and outlasting life will be my punishment for this. I will die in valour and bury this axe where cessation lies dormant
Never to be shared with you
My sickness fully contained. I will vanquish this demon inside myself.
I will starve before it feeds. I solemnly swear this exorcism on your behalf.
You will never know
My pain.