I have always wished
not to end up like this.
Alone, drinking away my life,
my sanity at the edge of a knife.
My mom went through this,
for far better reasons than I.
And then she O. D. ‘d.
Am I destined to die?
To pity myself when so many suffer,
is the prison I’ve made, like no other.
I drink to drink, and smoke to forget,
this life I live is full of regret.
Do with life what you can,
as you play with only one hand.
Say and feel what you please,
Heed my words and win with ease.
I am 26, male. Let me preface this by saying that I am relatively intelligent (B.S. Physics), relatively attractive, and from the outside, it appears that my life is going well. All is not well. I have struggled with depression for over a decade now and sometimes it feels like I am smart enough to out-think it, beat it, but it always comes back to haunt me.
I have thought of all the possibilities, I wish I could hand my life off to someone more deserving. I should be happy! I have a stable job, a great roommate, and vitality that […]
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