We meet up the same as usual
We speak but in my heart, I can feel something's off
The night goes on and I clutch at my heart but suddenly I hear a line I never want to hear; from anyone really
My blood stills and my tongue turns to jelly as i grasp for the words and reason
And as the tears fall and sobs ring out, I can feel my heart breaking
Suddenly, a great pressure falls upon us
Something I have experienced but never to this degreee
I scream and reach out for my heart but, it is being compressed so hard
It cant hear me
It cant see me
I continue to scream and fight against the pressure even as
My strength wavers
My voice gives out
My heart compresses even more
But I dont give up and neither does it
The pressure lifts, and I scoop up the pieces and hold them all the more closer.
We help each other pick up the pieces and we continue to press forward.
We press on knowing there's a war ahead but we plan to survive; together nothing can stop us.
Hello everyone, I don't usually address the crowd directly but, this message is important so hear my cry:
Depression is real. Don't try to write it off as a joke or a weakness of wills; this is something we all have to some degree. Depression is real and it shouldn't be ignored; if this is something you are dealing with I employ you, please get help. Your life matters; and if not to you, to someone else past, present, or future. Do not ever think it a shame to seek help; nobody is perfect and everyone needs help sometimes. If i can touch one person with my message and help them to understand they are not alone, I would be quite satisfied. Take care of yourselves and please come see me again