The depression that overwhelms my soul and causes me moments of silence so thick sometimes you could cut it with a knife.
I feel like that same knife is stabbing me in the heart and twisting.
So I try to take that pain and create with it. Something soft and gentle. Romantic. Lovely.
Its very hard to put into words why I feel this way or what makes me feel this way..
Harnessing the feelings and putting them to work for me is a feat in itself. Sometimes I would rather just go back to bed and forget..
But today I will not let the depression win...