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for the people with depression.one day, the pressure becomes hard to take.I don't know what to do, only know that it achesThe past is just haunting, and it keeps going onDon't know anything anymore, only that something is wrong.It was the loss of a love, the death of a friendHalf of my heart that I wish didn't endI knew he was gone, but I couldn't believeSo I hid the pain in cuts under my sleevesNo reason to smile, no reason to liveI cut because blood's the only thing I can giveBut now I know that I'm not alone, there's someone who caresOne person's gone but everyone else is still thereI know that it's painful, I know how you feel.I have depression, I know that it's realBut one day I got up and hung into lifeAnd day by day, I avoided my knifeI wrote free verse poetry, shed all my tearsDrew all the good things I ever had in my yearsLittle by little, I healed very slowlyIt's not over yet, but I'm not as lonelyWhat I'm trying to tell you is to believe and to hopeYou don't have to die hanging from a
x.i can't put her into words;maybe it's becausenone of them are good enoughto match her.
What I Meant.*Accidentally bumps into you*-What I said-Oh, I’m so sorry..!-What I meant-I just wanted an excuse to hold your handCause even though I do the very best that I canI can’t face this world aloneThere’s too much I don’t understand*Accidentally holds your hand*-What I said-Is everything alright?-What I meant-What should I do if I can’t tell betweenThe reality of life or if it’s just a dream?I can tell the world is real enoughIt’s just not as pretty as it seems*Accidentally hugs you*-What I said-Are you okay?-What I meant-I guess I never wanted to believeThat something I helped createThat I thought was more than beautifulCould be so capable of hate*Accidentally kisses you*-What I meant to say instead-So prove me wrongAnd say it’s not too lateOr too bad, or no good and thatThere’s still room for one more clean slateBecause another se
death is slimming.i.last yeara boy in my gradetook his own lifeand people said howsorry they werethat they all picked on himbecause he wasgay. they gave a shitfor about two weeks,but after that, itall came down.ii.they were backto calling each other faggots in the hallwaysand making gay jokes as if they don'thurt. as if theyhadn't ever hurt. iii.then this yeara seniorwas drinking and he got in a car to gohome. you can tellme what happened next,because we've all readthose stories. thosetragedies. and the day afterit happened, all the students were cryingbecause this was a boywas a great guy. hehad a girlfriend anda life ahead of him, and thiswas such a terrible accident.iiii.they said that thegood die young. butwhat is goodabout getting behind the wheelwhen you can't even see straight? iiiii.and when someonefinally got fed up with thelies and the idolizing,they called her the same thingsthat they called the boy last year
If I Die Before I WakeIf I die before I wakePromise me that you wont breakTell me that you wont pick upAny whiskey in your cupPromise me you will be strongand remember the differenceBetween right and wrongLeave the blade in the drawerand dont use it anymoreLeave your tears in your eyesand save them for another timeIf I die before I wakePromise me that you wont break.
Reality!"People live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true. That's how they define "reality". But what does it mean to be "correct" or "true"? Merely vague concepts ... their "reality" may all be a mirage. Can we consider them to simply be living in their own world, shaped by their beliefs?"