Sadness works in funny ways, one thing, something so small and shit. Escalates into something bigger, a problem that makes your head think twice.
"I can’t be this person again?"
"Shit have I always been this person?"
"Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit."
"I obviously never changed"
It managed to tear her apart, night after night, day after day.
Sunshine and happy days are rare now.
Sad darkness strikes again,
welcome back old friend.
She thought this could never happen again
Depression works in funny ways. It always escalates into something bigger.
Welcome fucking back old friend.
Living in the dark would be better than this.