It's very short. As intended of course.
I'm not in the mood for critique, but write some down and I'll be sure to bitch later.
---Elizabeth
Depression is
when you know you’ll do something wrong,
did it anyway, and fear the consequences.
It’s when you sit around and hope that
somehow,
by even a slim chance,
there is hope that he won’t
shatter you as a mirror
and slowly fade from memory
as you
burn to ashes.
