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Articles: Depression |
Posted by
Vampiric_Princess on Sunday, July 15, 2001 - 04:13 PM PST
I believe that life is one big theatrical performance, and everyone is a performer and at this point in time I feel that I have the worst part imaginable. For some reason the director who controls every move we make has decided to give me a part which involves nothing. In this nothing is my everything and everyone, but also in this nothing is love, which is only a very small feeling but the other emotion which takes over the rest of my body is hate and despair.
I can feel myself falling into a depression, which I know has swallowed others, but I can't fight it and no one is there to pull me out. So now I just fall the only thing stopping me are the threads, which represent my family and friends but they will only hold out for so long.
I don't know whether I will ever reach the bottom of this black hole, which has become my existence. My only fear is that when I do it will result in my death.
In my role I am the victim of a terrible crime, the crime of mental humiliation from people who don't even know me. These are the people who have pushed me off the cliff on sanity, they don't realise that when they did this they destroyed me. There are others who have hurt me without even knowing it, these include my father of all people, who realised that he had to emigrate to an alien country half way round the world, to escape me, my vile body and mind, which have poisoned my soul.
And still I fall through the barriers of despair. I don't know how long the fall will last, but I know I can't fight the forces, which are working against me. So now all I can do is wait for the impact which will conclude with my death.
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Re: Depression
by NightAngel_of_Darkness on Jul 16, 2001 - 03:10 PM
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In this performance as you call it, there are many of those like you...
Each and every one of use spaced out far from eachother without arms reach... To let us fall to our own fait...
And even though the thought that we are not alone, there is always that never endless tug that pulls us down deeper into the pit that seams so everlasting...
Even if I said I am the same as you, and I suffer as well. You will only convince yourself you are alone... Pushing me or others like us away...
But in reality as much as we push those away who understand we shall only realize when it is about to late that those like us are the only ones that can pull us out... The only ones that will hold long enought to care and continue to struggle... I know you can not love with a heart... But with a circle, hearts can be broken, circles can not... And even though others may argue that thought. You can only come to conclude that its true...
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