first draft..." A Letter to my Depression"
Ok so this is something that i have not done in a really long time, is write. this is a basic ruff draft so give me a break on spelling and grammar. just had to get it down off of the paper I wrote in on. Still is incomplete cause I haven't figured out how to close it yet. but it will come to me. feels pretty good to write soemthing again, and this was like pouring out my heart. so here it is.
Why do you have to treat me like this?
I never asked for you to come around!
You have just always been here.
Living in my head, tortureing my soul.
You have always been a part of me
My own little dark secret.
Befroe you showed up; Your friend Fear was in town.
I have known him far to long.
He first showed up around the age of five.
Thats as far back as my memories will take me,
or allow me to go.
Thats the first that I can remember being scared of my dad.
I always hated to see dad come home.
cause I knew the beatings and the yelling would start.
Not to long after fear came, he brought another comapnion.
Your other friend worry.
Worry, worry,worry; its all I could do!
Keeping me up at night
Never letting me rest.
Worry and Fear started working together and makeing life hell.
Worry why Momma was always sad.
Afraid Dad would come home drunk again.
Worry they would start screaming and throwing things again.
fear that momma would spank me again for talking to the teacher about my bruises.
Worry that someone would take my little brothers away from me.
Fear that the kids at school would bully me again.
my cloths were not in style I didn't have friends and kept to myself.
tease me for the scars on my arms where I would pick at my skin when the worry got to be to much.
Worry and wonder why nobdy knew our secert at home.
but Fear would not let me speak.
When I got to my teens, that is when you my friend showed up.
Good ol' Depression
You and your buddy's Fear and Worry and you worked together to reak havoc on my mind.
Leading me to believe that I was worthless.
Nothing more than trash.
Just a waste of space.
Why do you have to treat me like this?
I never asked for you to come around!
You have just always been here.
Living in my head, tortureing my soul.
You have always been a part of me
My own little dark secret.
Befroe you showed up; Your friend Fear was in town.
I have known him far to long.
He first showed up around the age of five.
Thats as far back as my memories will take me,
or allow me to go.
Thats the first that I can remember being scared of my dad.
I always hated to see dad come home.
cause I knew the beatings and the yelling would start.
Not to long after fear came, he brought another comapnion.
Your other friend worry.
Worry, worry,worry; its all I could do!
Keeping me up at night
Never letting me rest.
Worry and Fear started working together and makeing life hell.
Worry why Momma was always sad.
Afraid Dad would come home drunk again.
Worry they would start screaming and throwing things again.
fear that momma would spank me again for talking to the teacher about my bruises.
Worry that someone would take my little brothers away from me.
Fear that the kids at school would bully me again.
my cloths were not in style I didn't have friends and kept to myself.
tease me for the scars on my arms where I would pick at my skin when the worry got to be to much.
Worry and wonder why nobdy knew our secert at home.
but Fear would not let me speak.
When I got to my teens, that is when you my friend showed up.
Good ol' Depression
You and your buddy's Fear and Worry and you worked together to reak havoc on my mind.
Leading me to believe that I was worthless.
Nothing more than trash.
Just a waste of space.
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