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The walls are closing in on me

I sit here in this room,
In a depression.
I've turned into my mother.
Nothing but a pill popper.

Every-time I turn around I'm sick.
The walls around me start closing in on me,
Slowly at first then faster with tempo.
This depression has come on so fast.

I can't stop it.
I want to but it forces it's self down my throat,
It happens at times I guess.
I just want the walls to stop.

At any moment they'll close in on me,
and trap me in between them.
holding me tight,
hurting me in the process.

There is nothing that can pull me out,
No life line left to hang on.
I've gone numb,
pain is gone and I don't know why.

I sit here in this chair,
slowly turning cold.
The life line slowly turning into dust.
As the walls come closer.

Hatred raises into my chest,
it's not directed toward anyone.
Know one but me,
It's back and I can't stop it.

Nothing I do can take away the coldness.
Thoughts of all my loved ones cross my mind.
The only thing that doesn't is suicide,
I can't go that route I've come to far for that.

Everything I've done in the past comes back to haunt me.
The drugs, the cutting, the suicidal melt downs.
But the walls never stop,
I'm on the vurge of a melt down and I don't know why.

I can't go back down the roads I've put behind me.
I know that I can't do that to myself.
Sometimes I fell like the world is on my shoulders,
Everyone is leaning on me.

I've done nothing to be this way,
I think it's the fact that the people closest to me.
Slowly wither away and die.
I act like shit don't faze me.

But inside it drives me crazy.
The emptyness inside of me never leaves,
and now I can't put it behind me becuase of the coldness.
The older I get the harder it is to push back.


I've tried it tonight and it isn't working,
The world's on my shoulders tonight.
I know that everything is about to crash back down on me.
Or maybe something is about to face.

Maybe the coldness will pass and I'll be okay in the morning.
I want this state to leave me,
I want to be better.
But there is nothing I can do.

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  • Rose Angel gold member
    September 1, 2007
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    You are taking us right there with you in your room and with your thoughts, and pain, dear....I am glad I read this to know inside your mind and the mind of others going through depression and worse....You have convinced me it is a hellish experience....I am here for you,niece....Love you....


    • ravenblade18
      September 18, 2007
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      thank you for your, comments and kind words. sorry it took me so long to reply been rather buisy with school. Depression is hard experiance but I've learned to deal with it, slowly but surely, it just has the tendency of sneaking up on me when I least expect it, and then causes everything I have put in the past to come out again, it's difficult but other than that I lead a normal life....at times.