[Source] ( Growing up,most see the world through the eyes of their parents, and what they tell them. Quite a few see life through their own very eyes, for these ones are yet but the lucky ones. For they

source Growing up, i always knew depression was real, but it wasn't something I really placed my mind on, one major reason being the fact that I grew in a family full of love and my parents made sure to

source Thoughts darting forth in My mind, slashing open The gates of my heart's. Silently, painstakingly I Began to realize what it Was. A very saddening truth it Was, Distancing my innocent Heart, pushing

source A lot of thoughts clouding me lately, Finding myself desperately yearning for Clarification. A beautiful journey I Started, but I don't seem to know Where I'm no more. Feeling like I stand for nothing.

source What shall we do, cruel is it. A time shall surely come, Like the setting of the sun. When we all have no choice, Heeding to the cold hands of Death. Obeying it call, as our Creator has ordained.

source A sickening feeling, Creeping over me Pushing me far away From healing. Keeping Me wondering, what I'm Slowly becoming. Slowly I feel my heart, Descending, as I began to Lose all my feelings. source

source Thinking, wishing, regretting What have I done ? What was my mistakes ?? Where did I miss it ?? How did I fall so far, beyond That the horizons are, Nowhere near my sights. My eyes Bleeding with

Patiently watching, noticing All but saying nothing. A Caring but patient Monster, calmly she Accepts the disrespect Thrown in her face, with A scornful smile she laughs At Humanity. source In a fit of

source A beautiful thing it is, or that Everyone seems to say, Sudden innocent realizations, Had me shuddering. Sharp pains prickling my Heart from the deep broken Gashes I sustained. source What is love?,

Image is mine. What Does it mean ? Neither Extroverted or Introverted. He's always in The in-between, special being He his. What does it mean ? Controlling the tempo of the Room. Like a switch on and off,

Source Wandering thoughts, sleepless nights I say to myself, can I ever be fixed?? My sanity a stranger to me, I find myself Drowning away In a whirlpool of Sadness. Is this life I say to myself, dumfounded

Source A lot of people seem to be alive, not having the energy to succumb to death, the treacherous hand, the villian Life deals to them. Opposition and Challenges are the task masters, life pushes unto

Source. Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain. A lot say that they know what it's, But not a lot know how it feels. Praying it would be over, Or just wishing your life would Be over. Days wishing the mornings, Would

Source Recently got back to school after one month of staying at home for the Christmas holidays we were given. Spending only one week and some days in school, I start to miss my home and my heart started

Source My sanity is always at peace. Worries are kept at bay, a place Where I let my guard down Willingly. Home it's to me. Where my feelings are true to, Me and I can stay true to Myself. Where I get

Source Sliding down the slope I find myself, nothing I Do can seem to keep me Still, On and On I slid off. With my trust broken, and In my wobegone State. Why can't I get a hold of Myself I say, wondering

Source. Goals are purposes that humans sought to achieve during their existence here on Earth, all humans from young to old have a goal they all want to achieve. Without goals, humans are purposeless and

Source Broken trust, heart pain, And heartaches was what I experienced before meeting You. Out of the blue's you came Falling out, like a Gem I stumbled Across. Vibes flowed like wine, and feelings Brought

Source Abnormalities is the order of the day. Waywardness a normality, and Shenanigans the way of life. Where are our elders ??, the ones Who brought us up in respect. Have we forgotten all that we Have,

ME. IMAGE IS MINE. Growing up, I was always sure of something, my parents were different with the way we were raised, I'm the middle child. I have two siblings, an older brother and a younger brother,

False is it, Tainted it's, For we look to the, Future, in despair. What should we expect ?? What should we look forward to?? Expectations crashed, Hope's dashed. Source Our heart's missing beats, Ridiculed