Sticks and stones,
May brake my bones,
But knives can really hurt me.

Depression does not like Happiness

Drawing, it's my comfort zone
letting go of my feelings

Walls can only be hit so much before they come crashing down; just like all your hopes and dreams.

What once was bright
has turned to gloom
as i lay dying in my room

I have tried to explain
feelings of agony
a life in darkness
depression, I don't understand myself

Slowley falling into this mindset where i'll never be good enough just because of your simple words of nothing.

Im screaming inside,
but no one can hear it.
Im crying at night,
so no one can see it.
Im lonely alot,
but no one is caring.

Ryoga over and out
I could be but im not
09.08.10

Why should i be the one who has to let go always?

I am so scared
I made it, for today
what about tomorrow