Depression takes hold

How can I explain this pain to you?

It's as if you are standing at the edge

of a cliff

but

nothing is behind you

nothing in front of you

and darkness is falling

down on you.

There is no room to sit

The ground is breaking beneath your feet.

You can't move!

You scream

but you don't know if anyone

will hear you.

You don't know if anyone will

look for you.

The terrible things that leak

from your mind

Telling you

"You're out of time."

Suddenly there isn't enough air to breathe.

Your lungs become hungry.

Your eyes dry

Your throat empty

No sounds are allowed to pass.

Your heart beats~

but with each beat

It's a punch to your lungs

That already can not inflate.

These are the feelings I feel

When depression

takes hold of me.

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Rescue me

Do you know me? I hide within the shadows I run behind the wind I blend in with the trees Leaves stumble around me with ease. Do you see me? I pass you every day I walk in your shoes I glide behind you as you move I watch you move about your day I wonder what it's like to be you Do you hear me? I reach for you, but I can never get close enough I scream for you, but my words float above you, and are carried away I wonder why you can't hear me I wonder why you wont see me But, I will wait until you do For, I am that power you are searching for I am what you are always hoping to find, but choose to ignore. I am what you have spent your lifetime looking for Once you believe in you, then you will see me Once you find you...you will hear me. Once you know; you can do anything You will have set me free I am that power within you I'm just waiting for you to believe !!

Who holds the key?

I've been behind these walls so long I've forgotten where I've placed the key. The handle rumbled once or twice but no one curious enough to see has ever opened the door, took a look inside, and found me. Who holds the key that fits this lock to open said door and love me?

It Begins With A Spark

It begins with a spark Ignites into a flame It charges through your chest It fills your lungs Every breath you take burns within your throat Your eyes water Your head spins Your legs are too heavy to move You reach out... Hoping to touch something Hoping to feel something Needing to hold anything for support The tips of your fingers reach out a little farther It's difficult to see through the fog And then... Something is there Something to give you hope that not all is lost There it is, almost out of reach, but still there With one last belief in your own heart, you take that leap of faith And hold onto the one thing you believe can save you. You leap forward~ ~Towards Love!

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