Hey, depression
Hey you.
Yes you. Aren’t you happy? Haven’t you got what you always dreamed of? You have met this amazing girl. She’s your best friend, your soulmate, your lover, your moon that shines during your darkest moments. But why does it look as if your in pain? Isn’t this what you thought would get you through? Weren’t you the one who thought depression could be beaten by looking forward to the good things that may happen in the future? Weren’t you the one who thought things would get better? But here you are. You have a beautiful lover. You got a stable job. A place you can call home. But you still look trapped. You thought you could fly with broken wings, little birdie. But sadly that’s not how this works. Love is powerful, but it could also be your downfall. You are so damaged little birdie, trying to fake it for all to see. But I see through you. Your insecurities are rising, aren’t they? the area on your chest is starting to tighten. You feel sharp pains piercing through your weak selfish heart. You are having a hard time breathing now, aren’t you? Holding back those tears that simply can’t wait to ooze down your red flushed cheeks. You start imagining the most horrific scenes, playing over and over again in your mind. Because you know why? You are scared to lose what you got now. You are scared you will lose her. And now you look into the mirror, seeing whats reflecting back to you. This weak girl looking back at you, clenching on to her chest. All this stress, this sorrow. What triggered this? Tell me little birdie.
She slowly opens her mouth and simply utters ‘’She didn’t text me back, but read what I’ve texted to her..’’
Is that not ridiculous? Get so damn scared to lose her just because she didn’t text you back? She might be busy? tired? You are selfish, birdie. Hide away that selfishness, don’t show anyone how damaged you are. Don’t let them know. You know what happens to people who are ‘’different’’ right?
You know what happens.