I Fight Depression and Loneliness Everyday
I know this girl.
She's young.
She looks like the happiest girl in the world. She always did.
But every day she's struggling from depressions. She always did.
Fighting for every positive thing day by day.
After every turn, her smile fades away, and her eyes are full of hate and sorrow.
Every night I hear her crying and I can feel wet sheets from her tears.
Her struggling heart is beating fast. Feels like she's going to die anytime now.
She falls asleep.
Every morning, I see blood on her bed.
In the mirror, I once again see this sad girl who has to face another secret painful day.
She has bad scratches and bruises on her face, her once beautiful face.
As I look at her hands, her nails are full of blood.
She dresses up, like the s__t she looks like, walks out and faces a new day of secret pain.
Pleasing everyone with her smile and laughter.
She's all alone. She always was.
Everything she wanted to do, her big regrests are haunting her.
Everyone she loves goes away some how for some reason.
She blames herself everytime, she says to me.
I tell her it's not her fault. But she doesn't seem to want to understand it.
"Well, who is it then?" she asks me.
If I tell her it's the people surrounding her, she wants to kill me. She doesn't want to hate the ones she love.
And she knows pretty well that she has to take the blame sometimes too. And she does. She's learning.
But she's crying.
It's painful to watch.. Every single day.
She's actually a pretty smart girl. I know it for sure.
I've known this girl for 18 years. And no matter what happens, I'll always love her and be there for her.
Who am I and how do I know, you ask?
I am her positive side, who's been watching this girl grow up and learning her everything she has to know in life.
Her forever guardian angel.
She's young.
She looks like the happiest girl in the world. She always did.
But every day she's struggling from depressions. She always did.
Fighting for every positive thing day by day.
After every turn, her smile fades away, and her eyes are full of hate and sorrow.
Every night I hear her crying and I can feel wet sheets from her tears.
Her struggling heart is beating fast. Feels like she's going to die anytime now.
She falls asleep.
Every morning, I see blood on her bed.
In the mirror, I once again see this sad girl who has to face another secret painful day.
She has bad scratches and bruises on her face, her once beautiful face.
As I look at her hands, her nails are full of blood.
She dresses up, like the s__t she looks like, walks out and faces a new day of secret pain.
Pleasing everyone with her smile and laughter.
She's all alone. She always was.
Everything she wanted to do, her big regrests are haunting her.
Everyone she loves goes away some how for some reason.
She blames herself everytime, she says to me.
I tell her it's not her fault. But she doesn't seem to want to understand it.
"Well, who is it then?" she asks me.
If I tell her it's the people surrounding her, she wants to kill me. She doesn't want to hate the ones she love.
And she knows pretty well that she has to take the blame sometimes too. And she does. She's learning.
But she's crying.
It's painful to watch.. Every single day.
She's actually a pretty smart girl. I know it for sure.
I've known this girl for 18 years. And no matter what happens, I'll always love her and be there for her.
Who am I and how do I know, you ask?
I am her positive side, who's been watching this girl grow up and learning her everything she has to know in life.
Her forever guardian angel.
By:
xLoveYoux
Age:
18-21
