My dark

I dont get to start my life.

I cant chase my dreams. I wait. I wait. And wait. And wait. And then here it is, here it starts and ends.

My darkness comes.

Making my skin crawl, and my face distort.

Making my dreams fall, and my safe leave.

Making me hate more than you can ever imagine being able to loath every single thought that comes to my own mind.

Takes my memories and makes them a lie.

Takes my abilities and makes them joke.

Takes my body and makes it a burden and a torture.

Takes my life and makes it impossible.

Speaking is torture. Moving is irratating.

Bathing is out of the question.

Looking in a mirror is an invitation to imagine ripping my face off.

Knowing it is all for sure is the only real thing. period.

This is what my thoughts and feelings look like when my dark comes - my depression.


Sunday, June 22, 2014

Ketamine day 5

or i should say, 5th dose.

Im not better. Im still suicidal and overwhelmed everyday.
I also get bits of determinedness to complete only my daily tasks.
I put off a lot
I vacillate between being very skeptically determined, and being very panicked and suicidal.

people asking how i am, is officially the worst part(s) of my day.
Even those that know whats going on.

My wishful answers are:
Im unbearably horrible
I just want to die
Im panicking about being alive

I mostly answer with 'I'm not ok', and hold my breath hoping who ever it is doesn't push for more explanation.

I just dosed myself on 225mg of Ketamine, i should be heading off to tranquillized land soon.

I may or may not be asked to shoot a music video in a few weeks, and the idea is so preposterous, it makes me laugh.
then cry

Always crying, lots and lots and lots of crying.
like tearing up, not all out balling.

I dont barely let myself ball, it feels horrible.

Im preoccupying myself with trying to find an affordable keyboard (musical) for which to replace the one of mine that just broke, telling myself that i need to/should try to play / connect to music.

I have a sick feeling i will get one and it will sit and collect dust just like this one has been for months now.

Life is unbearable for me, and I've never felt more trapped.