I was looking through some old journals and stuff I made, and I found this. It has nothing to do with my current state, I just wanted to share it.
"You asked me how depression felt, and this is all I couod come up with.
It feels like walking upstream through a current strong enough to pull me under four times over.
There are others with me, but they are just walking along the banks telling me to "just get out of the water." But instead of extending a hand to at least try to help, they just
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03 Dec, 2013, 3:07 am
(Sorry, I ran out of room) "they just move on and leave me behind.
Every once in a while I find a rock that is strong enough for me to lean on, and I can rest for a little bit.
But the rocks always get tired of holding me up, and when they let go, I'm left drowning, thrown 50 feet back again
And nothing is harder than standing up in that current, when everything in me is telling me how much easier things would be if I just let myself get dragged under. How easy it would be indeed..."
That's it. Remember, this is old. It has nothing to do with me in my current state.
03 Dec, 2013, 11:38 am
;o; woah
03 Dec, 2013, 2:49 pm
Great poem dude : ) it made me think, think about some things, that no matter how hard the current may get, we must keep going to reach the end. Yes we will have many hardships in our life, but if we push through and believe, we will be able to make it to our goal, Jesus. ^ ^