This is just my version of depression. Everyone says it's good. |
Depression is... Loneliness. Not being physically alone, But being amidst a sea of people And still somehow set apart. Disconnected. Different. Depression is... Being able to see the Happiness, Joy, Elation of others But never truly feeling it for yourself. Depression is... Seeing other peoples' Delight, and Rapture, Seeing the light that surrounds them, But always feeling like you are the only piece of Dark. Depression is... Wanting to be like everyone else, Wishing you knew how to be happy, But knowing you never will be And not caring. Depression is... Apathy. Boredom. Indifference. Being aware that you're not like Everyone Else That you're not "normal" And not giving a damn. Depression is... Having the ability to identify others Like you, But not relating to them Or even caring that they're there. Depression is... Emptiness. Complete and total. You are alone on the outside, And feel nothing but Pain and Sorrow within. Depression is... A black hole. It lives inside you and devours anything And Everything That you hold dear. Depression is... A giant monster, always hungry for any good things in your life. Family and friends run away From it's insatiable appetite People you haven't even met avoid you And it's colossal greed Leaving you with nothing, Except itself, And the knowledge that It Is all you have in the world. |