depression deceives

"from the depths of darkness...the dragon lurks..calls..."


i will tell you if you are willing to listen,
though the words are hard to find,
i will let you see the honest truth,
spoken from a cutter's mind.

the scissors became my very best friend

in my middle age years,

i released the pain that hid inside

through a different type of tears.

the shining, sharp edges of my only friend,
so soon to hit a vein,
crimson rivers forming patterns,
- the bittersweet sort of pain.

my soul so slowly disappeared,

i could feel that it was gone,

but i never really had the time to care,

for i had my blade to rely on.

i always made sure to fake my smile,
i never gave them a reason to worry,
but each and every crimson scar
hid a secret story.

every day, the same routine,

i put on my fake disguise,

and the scissors helped me remove the pain

they could not read from my eyes.

everything was dead in this uncaring world,
yet they didn't see how it hurt,
i couldn't express the pain i felt,
just choked on every word.

therefore i relied on my dearest friend,

the one who pain releases,

my life was like a blackened puzzle

full of missing pieces.

but there was one piece that was missing
from the very painful start,
and i believe that missing piece
was the one that belonged to my heart.

they say they understand how i feel,

but the truth is, they never do,

you will never understand self harm

unless you have gone through it too.

i have been judged because i cut,
and each time it just gets tougher,
but before your prejudices start to unfold,
remember - i didn't choose to suffer.

it was not my choice to live like this,

have it run through every vein,

i did not choose to die inside,

to live my life in pain.

You may see someone shining, smiling,
but remember that depression deceives,
for that person may be hiding the darkest secrets

hidden from all underneath their sleeves.

The Wizard was feeling exceptionally down today. This piece I wrote, is from my blog "odds-blogkins". I am bi-polar, while it is really well under control, there are days where I am depressed. Very depressed. I don't get manic episodes, but I still experience depression. I just ride it out. Still, even under medications, the depression comes back. Le sigh. I guess "from the depths of darkness...the dragon lurks..calls..." is going to always be the case. Le sigh.