The thought of yourself being crazy when you’re depressed is only a figment of ones overthinking which depression may cause;
You drive yourself crazy with the contradicting thoughts which your depression lets crawl into your mind like little maggots
These maggots are what leave scars on your arms and bruises on your lips The crisp whispers you may hear when you are going through depression are only falsehood.
Its goal- to swallow you whole.
Crush your bones into to dust a must to hurt-sturt.
Different colors made of tears over the years that’s what it fuels on
Pushing you to your edge Pushing? Heave til you want to leave your last breath
It’s goal Suicide-self slaughter
Everyone has a bit of “crazy” in them It does not mean you are hopeless