Depression
I don't
Want to
Keep going.
I don't
Want to
Keep going.
But I
Can't stop--
I can
Not stop--
I don't
Want to
Keep going.
I have lost my ability to love and be loved. I miss "John", but he's right there; I am she whom I really miss. I can't quite believe he, my best friend, and I were ever truly friends; this depression feels like forever.
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