depression is always secretly there, and i still see the old me
when i look in the mirror, my reflection fades as i slide to the floor
crying, cant u see im right? the cutting never truly stops, the thought
still lingers in my head, u dont know what ive been through, all the
suffering ive dealt with, all the thoughts of suicide i thought of, all
the emotions i hide, i cant deal with things by myself, cause i need
someone there to calm me when im going insane, and sometimes i think
about getting help but i cant cause im scared of losing myself and who i
am.
I like this...you put a lot of emotion into this write. I think that it would read smoother if you divided it into lines and stanzas but thats just me. And don't be afraid about getting help when you are depressed, that doesn't mean you will lose yourself or who you are. You will still be you.
hey guys, Names Aleiahiah, but i go by Alei(: im 30 and ive been writing ever since i was little.. i like to think of it as my escape from reality.. writing has always been my favorite go to thing and.. more..