Stop.

Do you ever just stop for a second and think,

And some how all your thoughts start to link

Then you're on the brink of insanity.

You start regretting, thinking your hard work is a vanity.

The dark begins to crawl in, filling your mind with negativity,

You start seeing suicide, ways to die as creativity.

You feel depression at your fingertips,

And you can't let that burning scream slip out your lips,

....

Then you start back up again,

And it's like it never even happened.

But deep down, you know, you just know,

That you're in pain.

Kelly. O