6:20AM

A piece of my life.

6:30 AM

I woke up today and took in the stale air around my freezing dirty room

Planed on cleaning it, but depression never allows for my plans to go through,

 like nasty weather

Never!

Always in the back of my mind

That’s a lie, it’s always there

Consuming all that I am and what still attempts to exist

Resist!

I tried that once, twice and more times that I wish to count

Pretending everything was fine and dandy, normal

But it isn’t and every part of my body knows it but me

Be free!

So desperately I need to escape the confines of this prison cell

It may be freezing outside, but at least the air is fresh

How I long to breath that first victorious breath

Death

Some time ago I considered ending it all

But who wins then?

Depression and all the demons within

Begin

A new life is calling my name

Hope is calling my name

You

Are calling my name