Depression is the Devil 

Sorry my blog is sometimes depressing,

my life, everything in it seems so


However no matter what

I’m crumbling down inside.

Trying to be ok,

struggling to find happiness,

it feels like every other day I’m back

at the beginning.

A chain affect of bad decisions

is probably what made me this way.

I keep thinking I’m ok,

then the next day it starts all over.

It’s a routine,

a carousel that never stops.

When will I ever be fully content?

I try my hardest but here I am.

People tell me eventually I’ll be ok.

Depression is the devil, 

it’ll never go away,

just like the regrets you face 

every day.



She used to be anything but silence.

Outgoing, sweet, making new friends,

she lit up the group chat.

She used to tell others her troubles, 

eventually realizing nobody 

can help.

She is now silent.

She stays isolated,

doesn’t bother others with her troubles.

She’s crumbling inside,

nothing will save her.

She is silent,


silently trying to succeed.

How long can a girl last

when she’s so silent? 

A Cry for Help

All I do is bring people down.

All I do is push people away.

All I want is to make people happy.

All I want is people around me.

Yet it feels out of my control.

How do people live knowing

all they do is hurt others?

Please, I’m begging for the answer. 

How do people stop hurting others?

All I want is happy people, 

all I do is the opposite.

I need help,

I’m begging for it to go away 

and it won’t.

I need it to go away.