Regina Addams

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Who am I? 

If I know myself best 

Why can't I answer? 

I beg my heart to feel; 

I beg my head to think. 

I hear nothing but the rush of blood; 

I can feel it racing in my veins 

As words claw at me and plead for escape.  

I'm drowning in a sea of nothing 

And no one saves me. 

No one can hear my calls, 

It's a sound their ears will never hear. 

It's not their fault; 

I'm a ghost of a person  

A shell of a former soul. 

Those who have life in their veins 

Cannot understand the black in mine. 

Some with the purest souls have tried 

To cleanse this parasite. 

To exercise these demons that I hold close; 

Not knowing I'm draining their light. 

Every moment spent with me 

I can feel them drain,  

I watch their glow and happiness flee, 

Until they become 

A monster like me. 

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  • OUTBACK

    ( SALVATION*= ONSELF )* - or NOT* AT ALL ! THE ONLY THING THAT DISAPPEARS*- IS THE ILLUSION* of [ A SUFFERING* REALITY ]* !

  • Hood.

    Regina,

    what is so frustrating is not knowing why this is happening to you. You may never find out but that's ok. You need to overcome the fact you don't know why but try to build. You can't build today & be fine tomorrow; you'll never be 100%. Get over that & work on the first 1%.

    Try not to enjoy the depression; that may sound odd; but having depression for such a long time becomes normal & part of your life so you begin to enjoy life with the depression in it.

    Every negative thought in your mind needs to be changed to a positive.

    negative = I hate myself
    positive = today I'm gonna smile

    negative = I'm a shell of my former self
    positive = Today I'm going to achieve ___________.

    Preach over but I've been there.

    If you want to message me you can.

    Hood.



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