Everything I have frequently felt or experienced put into a format in which I can only hope to make you feel and arise a feeling inside that ultimately comes with a new perspective towards life.

Sincerely, Morose

I am 17 years and 11 months old-

Thus far, I ponder frequently- as I am moving through one of the biggest losses of my entire life.

No, not death- but the loss of a human being that understood my soul from the start.

That human being that had watched me break, and develop further.

Then, break again-

develop,

and break more.

Day after day, I knew I had somebody to fall into- somebody to have my back when I dropped to the ground in despair.

But, time is funny-

Time distorts, changes and manipulates the mind to be apart from the soul where bonds have been cemented.

Time cracks the cement after each memory and each person disappears from my life.

Overall, time had changed me,

time had changed you,

and the time of us had stopped.

-losing your childhood best friend

Nobody else bothered, to simply take off their shoes & step into mine for one day.

Monday, was the fucking best;

Tuesday... iffy;

Wednesday, was boring and I couldn't get up out of my bed to even use the toilet.

Thursday and Friday just blurred together...I felt everything, but nothing at all one time.

Today is Saturday. I couldn't begin to tell you, guess or even try to formulate a plan for how my day is going to go.

I wasn't, and I am not able to; ever dictate how my day goes because I, myself, felt powerless.

Laying in my body on autopilot, flying through the days just wishing I won't make it through the rest.

-a bipolar depressed maniac.