Tag: depressed
FOR THE RECORD: (11)
we haven’t done one of these in a while…
i am a huge,
no gigantic,
music junkie.
i’m starting to think music is my addiction.
when i’m going through it,
i run to good music.
you’ll know i’m sad or stressed if i’m playing this…
The Sweet Scent of Depression and Suicide Within The Air
think about this.
you are enjoying a perfect day.
sun is shining.
the wind smells so crisp.
you are wearing the perfect outfit.
everything fits you to a tee.
nothing could fuck up the day.
well, think about the opposite.
it’s raining hard.
everything just seems to be going wrong.
nothing can put a smile on your face.
you just want to go home and crawl into bed.
every thought you have feels heavy.
you just want to sleep.
maybe forever if you could.
that’s depression.
they say 120 million people on this planet suffer from it.
does that include everyone on social media?
so many people trying to play perfect.
their smiles so big on facebook.
bodies so sweet on instagram.
they tweet about their lives like it’s something out a movie.
they try to be modern day celebrities.
“why isn’t that me?”
“am i doing something wrong?”
you start to dig yourself into an emotional grave.
oh i been there.
trust.
“no one wants to hear about your problems so why even talk about it?”
i guess that’s why we are so shocked when they commit suicide.
life is funny that way.
when it comes to depression…
Why are we so scared to admit it?
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Chaos and Piss
chaos.
the art of complete confusion and disorder.
life for me now is on some other shit.
trying to find happiness is a daily battle.
i guess the only time i feel a smile is when i get on here.
my place to escape when i need to feel better about myself.
once i shut my laptop,
it’s back to the real world.
when will things get better?
you ain’t miss cleo so you won’t know.
are things just as bad for everyone?
i’m irritated.
i don’t want to hang with anyone.
is this what the bottom feels like?
i started to wonder…
When will the good times roll?
The Concrete Forest Feels Like It Has Fallen On Me
“i’m over this city.”
this is one sentence that keeps replaying back in my mind ever so often.
this city is making me sick.
not just sick and tired.
but physically sick.
i don’t know if it is the stress of not finding a job yet,
or that i’ve suddenly got some kind of stomach problem,
but i am over it all….
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The Emancipation of The Fox Who Created His Own Restrictions
I woke up with an Epiphany this morning.
Before I could wipe the cold out my eyes and pop a toothbrush in my mouth,
I was awoken by the sound of my inner voice screaming.
Sounds psycho, I know.
But, I have been feeling somewhat… down and disgusted these last few days.
I have been feeling “tired”, “worried”, and “over it”.
It has been making me sick and throwing up.
Somehow and somewhere, I picked up bad acid reflux or something.
I would rather be in bed sleep than actively doing anything.
And when I had to go somewhere, I wasn’t fully invested.
I must have been hit with some kind of depression that crept on me like a vine.
But, where THE FUCK did it come from?…
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No Really, Tell Me What You Are REALLY Feeling.
Crying.
Some of us cry when we are our lowest.
Others get mad and rebel.
But, our true feelings come out when we are “going through it“.
I saw this on Tumblr and it made me sad.
Maybe because today, I am feeling some kind of way.
My emotions are high.
I am actually sitting in my crib with low lighting and just not in the mood to be bothered.
Phone is about to go on airplane mode and either Jay Z or Ye is about to be coming out my speakers.
So, yeah, I could indentify with about one or two of the following.
What about you?…
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