Free~Fallin~

No, I don’t want to talk to you, your words are as sharp as blades.

Yes, I’m fine, please stop asking.

No, I’m not crying, it’s raining outside.

Yes, I want to be alone, stop smiling, nothing is happy.

No, stop putting on a show, everyone knows that it’s a front.

Yes, I did that, and no, it wasn’t a mistake, stop treating me like that.

No, I’m not a mistake, I’m not you. This is my life, not yours.

Yes I’m here, but Im second guessing on why I am.

No, not suisidal, but not wanting to live this life, this way, this day, right now.

Yes, constantly needing something but not knowing what it is has a definition; anxiety.

No, I can’t stop being angry, you choked me up on the door.

Yes, I’m still fighting, but this storm is getting too strong.

No, not hurricane Katrina, but a darkness that creeps over your body.

Yes, it runs through your veins and eats you alive, like tar.

No, not because it would be thick through your veins, but it hardens your soul.

Yes, a blackness every night, that’s under your bed when you turn out the light.

No, I can’t just run and hide, it isn’t that simple

Yes, if I could snap out of it, I definitely would.

No, depression isn’t a joke