Rambling About Depression in the Dark

I sit here writing this in the dark because it’s 5am and my ceiling’s light bulb just burnt out. The darkness is fitting though. It is fitting to write about one’s depression in the dark. Mental illness is a funny thing, the slightest thing can trigger the worst of episodes. What is even worse isContinue reading “Rambling About Depression in the Dark”

All is and are blank, Parody of the Selves

The nuisance of existing in such trying times. All is blank and all are blank and harsh and spoiled are the years. Everything is now just a parody of itself. God is dead, and so is satan and all their followers are in denial. Still wishing, and calling, praying and screaming, “Help!” 8/10/10