Fickle Minded

....stuff i wrote when i was at my darkest place.

I'm suffering from depression.

Don't start being all judgmental as if I'm a damn bimbo who is all frowny faces. It's much more dark, deep and deadly. And all over the world there is someone just the same.

Depression is crying almost every night; knowing that there is no hope left for you. That every failure gives you a mental break down even if it was just a tiny weeny problem. It ruins every moment of happiness because deep down you know you are unhappy. Depression lukes in every corner of your heart; surprising you any time of the day, whether you're happy or you are not.

Whenever it drops by, you want to run and hide and some times you would choose to die than to live.