The weight falls on my sholders
My stomach starts to bubble in anger and sorrow
The depression takes me into her arms and the darkness comforts me like a mother would to her child
My fists are squeezing an invisible stress ball
My eyes blood shot red, bleeding clear
The inside of me is screaming and shredding to pieces
My heart lays in half
I want her to lay the same way my heart is!
I hate her! i hate her! I hate THIS!!
But god knows I'll find any excuse to love her agian.