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Departure
I guess we'll all just become forth
One day
And sink in the sea of our own depression
In times like these
I regret ever making melancholy my friend
Even though hes the only one
Who knows i'm bitter
I guess we'll just depart one day
And the only thing that we will leave behind
Are the stains of our tears
That made our pillow wet
And all the memories that we tried
So hard to make
Will leave with us
And leave nothing but ache
Don't think too much
Don't breathe more than once
Try to live your life like a lie,
Because thats the only way
You'll make a difference
At the end of the day
Don't let your thoughts be your anchor
Don't let your body wither and crumble
Our inside is meaningless, so they say
Provide what the soul desires
And when you'll fade away
And join every one,
Like the forth
Know that you'll smile more
And enjoy everyday
If you weren't yourself
And you'll like it that way
Well, it's written real
Well, it's written real good...and I so enjoyed the reading, but I don't know about some of the things people think up in a depressive state. Sounds a little shadey...lol. I think the important thing in life is to make a difference in one's own life, and the ripple effect is what makes the real and lasting difference for everyone else.
~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
My depression comes and goes,
My depression comes and goes, really. When it comes it reminds me of all the actions I never made to make my life better.
I can easily look anywhere around me and find that I envy what they have.
Its just that when You don't like You, even false encouragments you give to yourself, or help others try to give You, wont have any effect.
I just felt like I'm old fashioned. I'm not any thing like the people who share my age group, I don't think the same, I don't act the same. I'm just different. And sometimes it pains me that being hypocritic and lying, both to myself and those around me, would make my life a whole lot better.
So in the end theres just this bitter sense left, and you have no way to cheer yourself up.
Its your fault things suck, but you're also not willing or uncapable of changing so things will be better.
I think people create what
I think people create what they feel familiar with a lot of times. Living in the moment and concentrating your focus onto 'only positive thoughts' can be a struggle when the familiar call of depression summons us. People tend to shy away from struggle...but it is struggle that creates gratitude, hope and joy...
I love your prose and poetry, Huligan. ~be blessed~because, really~you ARE~ :-)
~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "