its now my turn

i am now in the mist of it

SLAPE THEM slape them slape them. hit them hurt them distroy them. distroy what i ask every thing every one you were made for the fight why arent you fighting. kill them make them hurt for making you hurt.
No i scream. i cant i promised i wouldnt.
DO IT NOW!
I CANT.
FINE THEM CURL UP IN THAT BALL THAT I FOUND YOU IN AND JUST BALL YOUR EYEYS OUT.
i will i said.
i cryed
im here now crying alowing the one thing that i have been afraid of since i have been little. deppression. it is slowly creaping up on me know.
its like black hot tare it burns as it gose on and the stench never leaves your skin.
i hate it. i fought it for so long. not even my best friend knew that i did. i let her see it in bits and pices but she never knew the entirity of it. oh god help me. i cant handle this. help me god just help me. as i scream in agonie from the pain that it causes me to let it take over. GAHHH I CANT HANDLE THIS.
i lost and now i am paying to concicquences for it.