You're Not DepressedDepression isn’t what you think it is.More Like This
You’re just sad.
If you and your boyfriend or girlfriend just broke up, it's not depression.
If you are longing to be with that one girl or boy, it's not depression.
If you really want to meet that one celebrity, it's not depression.
If you haven’t gotten a text from any of your friends all day and want to talk to someone, it's not depression.
If you cried in the shower last night because you want that guy to be your boyfriend,
Or sat on your bed last night with your face in your hands wanting to be with that one girl,
It's not depression.
Until you have hated yourself,
Felt no self-worth,
Felt like you’d never amount to anything
And are useless,
You want to lie in bed all day and do nothing but think,
Think you are never good enough for anyone,
Don’t deserve anyone,
Lost any interest in drawing, writing, reading, singing, etc…
You don’t want to be around anyone, just by yourself in the dark,
Cried when yo
I Noticed That You Killed YourselfI saw that you drowned in your blood again.More Like This
Saw your wrist sliced into shreds,
amber water filling the tub to the rim.
Tell me next time so I can bring a boat,
so I can sing your elegy as your breath
escapes your throat.
So I can proclaim your cowardice to all who will hear,
so I can disguise my own anger with
words of praise to their ears.
Perhaps I'll swim away with you too,
but I'd rather not I suppose,
you left me too soon.
I guess this is a goodbye, at least it's not in phony text.
Though I would've loved it if you
told me, that the girl I loved would permanently make me her ex.
I guess my love wasn't enough to save you,
late nights at your window, or coaxing you to eat,
meant nothing to you.
Hours of listening and wasting sleep,
staying with you until exhaustion brought you peace.
I guess my determination wasn't a necessity.
Perhaps I should have taken the knife,
but the one time I did that, you nearly took my life.
So I'll watch you sadly as you drown in your blood,
and I'll sad