High School Days

It went from bad daysto bad weeksuntil it was years of melancholydark patches of guilt and regretall night long cryingand hating every morningnot having the energyi lacked the energyto love myselfto love livingi felt shamei felt feari felt angeri didn't feel like livingit was circling around meit became the only best friend of mineit knew me so wellit became my companionit was depression. ____________Photo Credit: Lanaya