Was I?
Was I better off depressed?
These feelings. They all feel so new to me. Like they've been unlocked. By the pills.
I used to get triggered. It would pull me right up to the edge of a breaking point. Where I could say I felt angry or agitated, but never all the way. It would only go so deep.
Now it consumes all of me. I guess I finally understand why everyone else always seemed so emotional, so erratic to me before.
Is this what it feels like?
It this what normal feels like?
Is this normal?
Is this feeling?
Because Im terrified that I'll just go back to being a total ass. Being a dick to everyone I know.
I don't know me without the depression.
What if I don't like him?
I guess nothing would really change then, huh?
I'm so scared of myself.
In every regard.
I'm not just a threat to myself anymore.
Physically, or in any other way.
I'm a threat to everyone else.
Everyone around me.
There's more ways I can hurt them than I know. Ways without laying a hand on anyone.
Words cut so much deeper
I don't want to hurt anyone.
I don't want to live like this.
I don't want to.
I don't.
I won't.
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Where the Demons Hide
ПоэзияPart 27: "I have these dark parts of me. These parts that aren't meant for anyone to see. They're these thoughts that I don't have any hope of controlling. I don't have to live them, as long as they live here. In these pages. If they live on their o...
