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Depression is when you can do so much yet never achieve your goal. You watch others move on in life while you stand neck deep in pain and hate. Nothing ever goes your way, and if it does, it always ends in something you can only wish you could forget. You formulate personalities of yourself that work to batter your soul until you canât breathe. The only relinquishing thought is of death. You look up to the top of a building and wonder how simple it would be to climb up and jump. You ask yourself how many people would care. How many people would notice. The world would keep turning without you, so why shouldnât you? You listen to music, tuning out the world waiting for someone to notice your sadness and come talk to you. Yet no one comes and you wallow in your loneliness. You donât have to be cutting your skin or tearing away flesh. You wear a fake smile when you walk by people. You eavesdrop on everyone because you want to think about something other than your sadness. If someone described you on the street theyâd say that you seemed cheery. You drive those close to you far away. Through harsh words and actions you want to be alone, because youâve been alone for a long time and youâre solidifying that in your mind. Destruction lies in your wake and you donât care about consequences. You lose control over the smallest little problems. Violence is your tool because words donât do the job anymore. You cry yourself to sleep at night and dream of a world without you.
Depression is not believed of as the worst thing one can endure. It is the worst thing one can endure.