Wrong.
Every bit of it is lacking legitimacy.
Who I am;
What I know;
When I assumed;
Where I  want be;
&&Why it is so.

How did this happen to me??

I feel myself spiraling downward;
Gaining speed as I watch my life disapper.

I do not want to be depressed.
This is depression, right? 
I mean, I hope it is-
 &&not the start of the loss of my mind.

As each day turns slowly to the next, I am finding myself with less drive to continue.
I have no passion for life;
Perhaps it is because I have a lack thereof.
The time goes by, never too fast &&never too slow.
It just goes by - I can't seem to find a single perk.

I have made many attempts at  becoming whole again;
I am afraid  that I might not be equipped with the knowledge to get out of this rut.
I need to find myself;
&&fast.
Because, quite frankly, if thiskeeps up -
There will be no chance for me.

I gotta do some major damage control,
cause depression is hella brutal, no lie.

I need to find what it is that is causing this confusion, 
&&strategically prepare an extermination plan - 
Then execute, &&finally, bestill this intruder.

[siiiiiiiiigh]

Yes; I recognize my extravagent tendencies.
The first one to point them out; I am my most vicious critic.


I'm an addict for dramatics;
I confuse the two for love.