you were there for me
when my life fell apart
in a shower of fire and ash
i should be thankful that you kept me up
and grounded and made me crave control
of a life I couldn't control even if i could
and when Depression met with you and conspired against me
and made me hate myself for breathing and living
i couldn't help but believe that my conception was a sick mistake
made by whatever twisted being created us
and everything is just a blur i haven't taken my meds in three days
and i feel my life crashing in ways that i can't speak of
dear A,
please go away
p.s. your mind will try to destroy you no matter how hard you try to stop it.
