Sorry for this blabbing. I just needed to rant my thoughts into a small improv poem, one of my closest friends is going through depression right now.

It's not the best writing but I'm just typing what I feel right now <3



it happened on a rainy day
like any other winter afternoon
we sat down in an empty hall
our laughter bouncing off the walls
it felt so normal

but we didn't know
what she was going to say
or maybe we did
but we where hoping it had gone away
or that it had never existed in the first place

would you ever imagine
you'd going to hear someone
that you love
say that they don't think
they want to ever stay
living in this world for another day?

no.
you don't.
it's always 'she seems happy'
or 'she isn't very social'

but it's been that way
for days and days
and years and years
and what feels like forever and ever

i knew but I doubted
i knew the whole time but I doubted
i knew the whole entire time but I doubted
that she felt that way
that she feels that way

like there are things she can't control
a million little things
that each add some darkness
and then mix together into one big storm
and then you drown
drowning
drowning

and sometimes
you
can't
ever
reach
the

s
u
r
f
a
c
e

but she reached it
she came back up
but she didn't
expect us to be sad
that she could have been gone

we think we are strong
we aren't, no-
she is.
she fights that storm off every day
she fought it ever day
until she couldn't anymore
but she still pulled through

what tears me apart
the most
she doesn't know who loves her
i wish we were enough

and I'm not.
but I'll keep trying to be.

i might be clumsy
and I might be an idiot
i might be bossy
and I know I'm never serious

but i love her
we love her
and she should never ever

think
that
the
pills
will stop us
from loving her

even if our blood is not the same
my sister is my

everything

and she will never ever have to feel

nothing
except
our

l
o
v
e

and
her own

h
a
p
p
i
n
e
s
s