I hate smiling, Because it’s always fake. I hate laughing, Because it’s always empty. I hate this heart,

There lies a wooden cabin Just big enough for one With a garden full of every colour… Growing softly, surely in the dark… With a pond to one side

Depression is... Like a towering mountain, On my back Like my shadow, Always there, always dragging me d…

My hopes have turned into air I simply could not care Spring is here My time is near Depression’s terrible snare

The smile hides the tears The laugh conceals the pain The jokes save them from his suffe… “I’m fine” he says “I’m okay” he says

Your inability to see What’s killing me Endlessly This is my destiny A loop of death

center WILL HE JUMP? HE STANDS THERE WAITING

The moon howls out in the night In so much pain its beautiful comp… The sun writhes in the day sky in… How long can you stare at the sun… Grey storm clouds let loose a torr…

What is the most painful word? Is it hate? That abject raging emotion that… Hate can be fulfilled, one way or… Or maybe it’s sadness?

You can’t see me My eyes are closed So you can’t look into them Besides, your eyes are closed too. You can’t touch me

What is the blackness other than n… Could it be something tangible? Something you can embrace? What if it is the one embracing? Every night, as you lie

I don’t belong here Destined for another place So lonely It crushes me Falling through a black abyss

There is a beautiful glade Covered in white roses Shimmering in the sunlight Ranks of tall trees with golden le… Surround the glade

So cold, Why is it so cold? The air as I suck it in In gasping breaths After I have punched my knuckles…

They scream He cries She laughs Sound can be a powerful thing Songs can touch the heart