Shutting down.
Turning inward
Reaching deeply
for that safe place
within...
A sanctuary
my wrecked soul has created.
I am safe. Unreachable.
Untouched
by the world outside.
Its cruelty has no place here.
I drift on tides of memory
in an endless sea
of time and thought
where all is carefully sifted.
There is no pain.
I keep the best part of you
here with me.
Sanctuary...
Unreachable.
My crippled soul
is shipwrecked here.
In this dark madness
I await the sun
to find me...
heal me...
fill me once again
with warmth and light
and the desire to live.
Being sad is normal.
Depression is not.
Depression is more common than people think.
Others do not understand what it feels like for the blade to be across your skin.
They do not know that black hole in your soul that eats at you.
The only way out of the black hole you see is red.
When people say "I know how you feel" you sink deeper.
Trying to bring you out only makes you dig deeper sometimes.
You feel worthless and a burden.
Depression eats at your soul until you give in.
You never know when depression will hit or what will trigger it.
Even though you can't see it the only way out is not red color but flesh color.
Color of the people who tr
As everyone knows, a few weeks ago I was making the biggest journey of my life in taking in !BlueNightingale01 (https://www.deviantart.com/bluenightingale01). Recently, I read her journal and I would like to correct the situation going on right now.
It all started nearly 3 years ago in February of 2013 when my friend Ajay passed away from an aneurism. I was a senior in high school and 2 months prior I discovered my then boyfriend had been cheating on me with another girl. Except that I was the other girl in the relationship.
I got into TMNT 2012 after Ajay died to numb the pain, burying myself deep into fanfiction and art. I was a wreck who cried herself to sleep every night and wonder
Do not discriminate by AndreaSemiramis, literature
Literature
Do not discriminate
I think people bipolar, schizophrenic, depressive, anxious, ect
needs a lot of understanding.
Do not discriminate.
They are not dangerous.
Not even have to avoid them.
They are people with a problem that requires medication
You have to feel compassion for the mentally ill
Nobody is to blame for being mentally ill
Of course we must not isolate them.
Did anyone notice that she winced if you raised your arm?
Did anyone notice that her eyes were wide with alarm?
Did anyone notice that she never looked you in the eye?
Did anyone notice that her voice was but a sigh?
Did anyone notice that her skin was always bruised?
Did anyone question whether she might be abused?
Did anyone question why she walked in obvious fear?
Did anyone question why one day she did not appear?
Did anyone recognize her face on the six-o’clock news?
Did anyone see her remains pulled from the river refuse?
Did anyone care that this quiet girl no longer exists?
No. No one did. And she will never even be missed.
R.I