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Depression (Vent Free-writing)
9 years ago
Time and time again, scars open up, ripped and torn, bleeding away what life has brought.
Death, decay, pain and suffering.
Memories.
Nightmares of things past.
Suffering, my wings never truly heal.
The scars remain, haunting, laughing.
Happiness doesn't exist.
Smiles fade so quickly.
Tears fall.
Pain laces through the veins.
Flying has never been so hard.
Blackness.
Shadows.
Hate.
Lies.
What is love?
Why?
What have I done?
Darkness dances, glimpses of shadows.
Laughter, evil in sound.
It's mocking.
Sneering as the blood drips from my wings.
What's the point?
What is life?
Why am I here?
What have I done?
I live to make people laugh and smile.
I live for people's happiness.
Why?
Why must I suffer?
My past.
Why does it haunt?
Rip away everything.
Who needs to fly.
Bloody feathers litter the ground.
Falling.
Death.
Despair.
Pity.
Nobody cares about you.
Nobody loves you.
I've been told.
Over.
And.
Over.
It's ingrained in my mind.
People are only there because they pity you.
Ungrateful child.
You're better off dead.
Nobody wants you.
You'll never find love....
Learn to fly on broken wings.
My ass.
You learn to fly only to fall.
Watch as your wings fail.
As the past.
As the scars rip away at your wings.
You'll never fly again.
You'll never be happy.
You'll never find love.
You don't deserve to live.
It would be so easy to end it all.
Fall into the darkness.
Where is the light?
Why does nobody care?
All I see is laughter.
Sneers and smiles.
Someone help.
Somebody save me.
This living nightmare.
This haunting darkness.
Help.
Someone.
Anyone.
Why does nobody hear the screams?
I begged.
I pleaded.
I screamed as blood dripped.
Cuts.
Scars.
Pain.
I'm just a broken doll.
Just a play toy.
Something to be used.
Abused.
Broken.
To broken to ever be fixed.
Watch the blood pour down.
Eyes losing focus.
It's so easy.
The pain won't stop.
They don't care.
Nobody cares.
They watched.
They laughed.
I just want a family.
I just want to be loved.
I just want happiness.
I'm tired of being used.
Constantly falling.
Constantly screaming.
Yet.
Nobody helps.
Please.
Anyone?
I'm sorry....
What have I done wrong?
Why?
Darkness take me.
Death, decay, pain and suffering.
Memories.
Nightmares of things past.
Suffering, my wings never truly heal.
The scars remain, haunting, laughing.
Happiness doesn't exist.
Smiles fade so quickly.
Tears fall.
Pain laces through the veins.
Flying has never been so hard.
Blackness.
Shadows.
Hate.
Lies.
What is love?
Why?
What have I done?
Darkness dances, glimpses of shadows.
Laughter, evil in sound.
It's mocking.
Sneering as the blood drips from my wings.
What's the point?
What is life?
Why am I here?
What have I done?
I live to make people laugh and smile.
I live for people's happiness.
Why?
Why must I suffer?
My past.
Why does it haunt?
Rip away everything.
Who needs to fly.
Bloody feathers litter the ground.
Falling.
Death.
Despair.
Pity.
Nobody cares about you.
Nobody loves you.
I've been told.
Over.
And.
Over.
It's ingrained in my mind.
People are only there because they pity you.
Ungrateful child.
You're better off dead.
Nobody wants you.
You'll never find love....
Learn to fly on broken wings.
My ass.
You learn to fly only to fall.
Watch as your wings fail.
As the past.
As the scars rip away at your wings.
You'll never fly again.
You'll never be happy.
You'll never find love.
You don't deserve to live.
It would be so easy to end it all.
Fall into the darkness.
Where is the light?
Why does nobody care?
All I see is laughter.
Sneers and smiles.
Someone help.
Somebody save me.
This living nightmare.
This haunting darkness.
Help.
Someone.
Anyone.
Why does nobody hear the screams?
I begged.
I pleaded.
I screamed as blood dripped.
Cuts.
Scars.
Pain.
I'm just a broken doll.
Just a play toy.
Something to be used.
Abused.
Broken.
To broken to ever be fixed.
Watch the blood pour down.
Eyes losing focus.
It's so easy.
The pain won't stop.
They don't care.
Nobody cares.
They watched.
They laughed.
I just want a family.
I just want to be loved.
I just want happiness.
I'm tired of being used.
Constantly falling.
Constantly screaming.
Yet.
Nobody helps.
Please.
Anyone?
I'm sorry....
What have I done wrong?
Why?
Darkness take me.
