I try my best to write about things that are going on in my life
I am gone, The shades are drawn, It’s time for my daily routine of sitting in the dark. Depression has left its mark on my wrists,
Fly High Love
She is hopelessly in love, She feels like a dove, Flying freely in the sky of love, Her heart races every time she sees him.
The Quiet Girl
A quiet girl. Never noticed but not invisible, She dreams of making people smile and laugh, She is afraid of failing and becoming unsuccessful in life,
Depression is the worst thing in the world. It can over power you like the waves in the ocean. Some days are great, then some days are the worst.