I want to absorb everyone’s sorrow and pain, I want to feel that way I use to feel again. I’ve become drunk on the feeling and my mind is poisoned. Give me all your agony and demons I want to feel depressed like I never have before. I don’t want to be comfortable with my own depression. Dump into me and kill me. I cannot stray from this mindset. After my few failed suicide attempts everyone thinks I’m stable from past therapy and time. Time weathers the rough wounds and makes things smooth. A drowning feeling. Hopelessness and helplessness..
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What you posted reminds of the old Garbage hit “Only Happy When It Rains”. It captures your sentiments quite well.