Is it possible to feel depressed when someone is gone
And happy when they're there
That's what it feels like to me
But I'm confused
I don't know what's happening
Can I really be that depressed
It's so bad
I feel like crying
Cutting
Disappearing
Dying
Maybe it's just the people I'm around when she isn't
They make me feel like shit
I want to kill them and myself at the same time
I was wrong
My monster isn't gone
It never even left
She just masked its presence
Forced it to leave while she was there
Their words are killing me on the inside
Dissolving my soul
Little by little
Until one day
I'll be gone
And no one can save me
I'm empty now
But she fills that emptiness
The question is
Can I really stay alive until the summer?
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Broken
PoetryA true diary... It's about my life. My stupid shitty life. The pain and misery, loneliness and depression. In real time. Real things that happen to me and real feelings and thoughts.
