Look at me,
Tell me everything you see.
What do you see? Are you sure you're seeing me?
I promise you that you're hardly catching a glimpse of what I really am.
If you could look deeper,
You'd see the ever-present demons in my mind,
& How hard they are to keep confined.
You'd see all the scars, hidden underneath my skin:
One for every single time I've thought about feeling the sweet release of the razor,
Or dreamed about the loving, easy, & soft embrace of death.
If you could look a little bit deeper,
You'd see the monsters blocking my heart,
& You'd see them whispering to me-
You'd hear them
Depression
Such a Lovely word, isn't it?
Makes you do "Odd" things,
Makes you laugh at things that are miserable,
Makes you wonder how much blood can flow from a "Small" Cut,
Makes you fall in Love with things you know you should Resist,
Makes you think everybody Hates you,
Makes you do things that causes everybody to Hate you.
Makes you find an interesting fascination with death,
Depression is when you wish they would all just die
When you wish you would just die
Depression makes you think every one is nothing but mere dolls,
And they all hate you
But you don't care
After all
You're the one with t