@hales17 said in I'm leaving no words unsaid.:
Depression is being colorblind and constantly told how colorful the world is.
Your part in my story was over, and I had to accept it.
"we understand," they all claim.
"But do you?
Do you understand
Tears rolling down your cheeks
at 3 am?
Do you understand
Permanent sadness?
The hollow feeling
You get when you know
You'll always be alone?
Do you really think
that you understand?!?" I screamed at them.
All they could manage was a small gulp As they tor their eyes away and told themselves that they understood.
I want a love that would make Shakespeare blush.
You are soooooo good at this stuff. (I presume it's your work). :)
