I feel like I’m in the middle of one of the worst depressive episodes I’ve had in a long time and I really don’t have anyone to help me through it. I am alone during such an important time in my life. I am crying for help but no one around is listening…I’m just met with silence.
They won’t miss me until I’m a memory. They won’t see me until it’s on a slab of granite. They won’t hear me unless they dust off the old videos. And the won’t love me until they search for me on the other side.
Another night of crying to sleep. Another night of heartache. Another night of wondering why I will never be enough. Why I can never get it right. I’m slipping. And falling. Any they’re all just watching.