Suffering from depression is like:

biting your nails
when they're already too short

picking at your wounds,
and not allowing them to heal

living in your past,
because you're afraid of the future

feeling lonely,
yet being afraid
to burden other people
with your presence

wanting to get things done,
but being too unsure of yourself
to even try

you want to be happy,
but being sad is what you're most familiar with

you're afraid to live,
and afraid to die,
but you never know which option is worse

She waited for months
He was shy, but when he poured
He drenched her in love

I hope my tears water the sadness planted in my heart, so someday flowers grow again

"Is anybody there?" she cried helplessly..

A girl stuck in a dark tunnel - lost and alone.
The more she screams, the more silent it becomes.

The deafening silence overpowers.
Tick..tock..tick..tock..
Time is running out
Fear grows inside her
Consuming every ounce of hope she has.

In the midst of all came a boy who was once lost.
No one knows what happened next.