When depression was the sky, you taught me how to fly.

My heart is sick with grenades.

Depression is like a shadow; sometimes invisibly faint, sometimes so dense it smothers out all light.

I can't keep pretending that everything's okay.

There is an end to the tears, but you have to let go of the ones you've held back to find it.

You know, sometimes, I feel like the rain erodes us - bit by bit - until we become nothing but smudges on this paper world...

Sometimes loneliness can be so crushing. Oh how the absence of something can weigh so heavy on a tired soul.

I only listen to the songs that break my heart.

...We come back to life just to die again...

When you've been sad for so long, you tend to forget what a world without it is like. It becomes a part of you because it has swallowed you whole.