Blindness of Depression

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This written work was made on my Birthday. I still can't believe I wrote this. I feel as if someone or something took over me and wrote this. Before I felt as if there was no hope. Literally I felt like if I didn't take action and end things then I would have suffered immensely. To be honest, I can't say I still don't feel the feelings I felt when i wrote this, but I can say I feel a spark of hope inside of me and new motivation to succeed. If you have depression or suffered depression you must know you're not alone. I was willing to kill myself on the day I should be celebrating that I am alive. My family doesn't deserve such a burden and I have no right to even threaten it. Thank you for your time.

Submitted: June 14, 2013

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I am surrounded by a wall of separation. I feel empty, I know I am alone. What I see isn't family anymore.. it's a hassle, another obstacle to hide away my true intentions. When darkness falls and the sandman awakens, I will begin my eternal slumber, my neck is broken and a thin rope is tied to it.
Just like what my dreams show me every night.
I didn't count the minutes when the clock hit 12AM I was too busy crying. Praying for both God and Lucifer to take my pointless life. I will do it, I will take this matter into my own hands. Tonight I will be starving in hell.
Tonight I will tie this rope and tighten it around my neck. I will jump and take a chance. 
The chance so many thought to take but never actually did. 
Today, is the same day I was born and also the same day I die.


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