Depression isn’t true, my dear
Depression isn’t real.
It’s just a silly tragedy
You’ve forced yourself to feel.
Anxiety is fake, my friend
You wonder why it’s there.
But others have it worse than you!
Stop forming false despair.
Cutting is dramatic, love,
It’s ugly, and it’s dumb.
Why not just get over it?
Is the attention fun?
Suicide is stupid, dear,
And selfish, if I may.
Get over yourself, darling,
Can you hear these things I say?
Why aren’t you replying, love?
Oh, where could you have gone?
I never meant to hurt you, love,
Did I say something wrong?
Why aren’t you replying, dear
"Do you fear death?"
The question loomed in the air before my body, as if a sword looming over someone almost conquered by their enemy. But I looked down at my hands and then back up, only to say, "Have you ever felt the pain of watching two lovers embrace at the end of a movie? It's supposed to be a happy ending. But your heart tells your lungs to stop breathing for just a minute because it will never ever be yours."
"Do you fear death?"
A question repeated deserves an answer. But instead, my trembling hands sat clenched on my lap, the blue ink like veins showing through the frail covering that might rip apart any second. "Do you kno
Hiding Secrets Behind Smiles by Jaeggy, literature
Literature
Hiding Secrets Behind Smiles
Hiding Secrets Behind SmilesFeaturing: Jaeggy (https://www.deviantart.com/jaeggy) as Baely & halloumicheese (https://www.deviantart.com/halloumicheese) as Moth
Setting: Shortly after Moth has her first litter.
A large wolf entered the clearing, pelt ruffled and messy. Dirt and leaves clung to his thick pelt, a souvenir from his tumble down the ravine. The previous day's rain had made the rocks slippery beneath his paws, and he had been quite careless with his footing. Luckily this mishap only resulted in a slight inconvenience rather than serious injury.
He did, however, feel a slight pain in his forepaw. It was probably just a minor sprain or a bruise, but he preferred to get it checked out regardless. His dutie