Pulpit's Journal

This it is, I see it in the distance,

the bush, the trees, the woods,

Oh how long will it take to make it there?

I've always chided myself for staying away from mistchief,

but today I push that feeling to the side,

This beast of depression has a good strong hold on me this time,

I can hardly breath through the tiny holes he has left for me,

I need to make my getaway quickly,

Everyone tell's me these feelings will pass,

everyone tells me you won't always feel like this,

Really!!! Well guess what?

Tommorow or the next day isn't fast enough

to catch up with the facts of today!

Where does one go from here, right here!!!

So tell me friend, where???

I need to go now...right now!

I love you's all!

I don't know how far out of the house I'll make it,

but I'll be back when this is all over...xoxoxoxo

P.S.S.

Well, I didn't even make it out of the house. I just can't do notthing right.