I burned myself with feelings I can’t erase
Sudden downpour, burrowing through my skin
I’m addicted to you
I’m addicted to this pain
You are my morphine
You said, “Let’s meet tomorrow. It’s time to go home.”
“There’s no tomorrow for me. So please just stay a little longer.” I said to you.
With a smile you said, “Don’t joke like that. Let’s meet tomorrow okay?”
As I watch you walk away, your back growing smaller until you disappear
The only thing I could say to the loneliness,
“It’s not a joke. There’s really no tomorrow for me.”
If only you know just how much you meant to me.
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Major Depression
Random"Life is a series of facade. Everything is coming undone." Major Depression is my collection of monologues, all these times while I was struggling with depression. Psychiatric issues is still a taboo in our community. But if you're struggling the wa...
