All those nights,
Spent under the stars with their fake neon glow,
Empty and alone.
But their light quickly fades,
And I'm left with nothing.
And these are the times the artist comes out and draws....
Carefully placed so you wouldn't know.
You talk to me and I listen.
When it's my turn,
You hear but do you understand?
I almost hope you don't.
To understand is to die....
To be confused is the only way to live.
Why can't I be confused?
Terra-Jo
Possible Signs of Depression: Lack of enthusiasm, low energy or motivation Withdrawal from friends and activities once enjoyed Frequent physical complaints-such as headaches - stomach aches Persistent sadness and hopelessness Increased irritability or agitation Missed school or poor school performance Changes in eating/sleeping habits Indecision, lack of concentration or forgetfulness Poor self-esteem or guilt Drug and/or alcohol abuse Thoughts of death or suicide
Wow funny how somethings just seem to fit you so well.... I hate it. I think I need some serious mental help...Oh wait I ALREADY GET THAT! Can you tell I'm pissed off, well I can isn't it great when your told to go get help, you do but it dosen't work. I've been fighting this for years now and I'm getting so FUCKING sick of always loseing to myself. They call help, help for a reason, it's suppost to help you. Well why do I find myself in a hole falling deeper and deeper into my mind. I don't hate myself or ne one for that matter, but I''m mad at myself for doing what I've done to everyone around me. So to fix everything I have to punish myself it seems, thats what I start thinking when I get really down. Nothing is ever ne one elses fault, it always has to be mine. Yeah I should really stop venting because everyone is going to really think that I'm crazy now. I understand myself too well, and I hate it. As my poem says sometimes I just want to be confused. But everything will turn out alright in the end, right?
Terra

