the map of you
“Depression is like this ongoing war,
That you don't know about who is fighting and who is struggling for all we know
It could be the person right next you, it could be the person talking now next or never
Its like you facing someone and the thing is it feels like you loose every time.
Those thoughts they roam the earth like they own it. As once goes from dear anxiety by clayton jennings “ i wake up, puddle of sweat i have nightmares when i get back into bed its like these voices just keep playing on repeat in the back of my head and i can't get them to leave me alone 30 years old and still hates being alone when i'm home because that's when the voices get the loudest opening up like this is a moment far from my proudest but these demons keep pressing me i swear their the foulest but i've grown comfortable with their presence my conscious is caulouse ’
My dreams are their playground my thoughts are their palace’
“ i try to evict them but they keep coming back with more
anxiety isn’t an item you can return to the store”
The writing to be told is to be nothing less and nothing more the only one to fight this is you
The lonesome of life the thoughts between you and me and the right and wrong through all struggles that life must bring the fact is that you got up today, but showing that your a strong cookie but always remember that some of us has been through hell but everyone's been through something somehow growing up with a history is your background the map of you and how your gonna see yourself through
depression is like a war foulest of them all
Choose your battles or choose them all
“ opening up like this is a moment far from my proudest”
“ it was my fight to fight and battle to face ‘’