This goes out to those who have gone rock bottom.
I know your life is a bit dim like the skies of autumn, I know that once you hit rock bottom that it looks pretty far from the surface. But listen, you’re worth it all, your depression is not worth a puff from the chron, a pop from the vicodin, a shot from the gin. You got to listen to yourself, wipe your mascara tears away girl, stop fucking faceless girls homie. Get up and don’t let the weight of the world keep you rock bottom, roll it off your chest and swim back to the surface.
I know your arms act like a support beam, I know how your hands are melted into your mental, how its keeping your head from falling on your desk. I know how it feels like to get hurt to the point you wanna drop your heart on the concrete and stomp on it. I know how it feels like to sit in your room for 8 hours for a straight month, talking to nobody, looking at the ceiling like it has all the answers. I know how it feels like to put on a fake smile in front of your friends and family. I know how it feels like to cry on the phone and cry on webcam because you can’t take the constant pain anymore. I know how it feels like to fuck someone over because you’re afraid of getting hurt yourself and I of course know how it feels like to get fucked over even if you’re doing everything right. I know how it feels like to work hard at something and it ends up amounting to nothing. I know how it feels like to put in all the effort into someone, who doesn’t put the effort into you. I know how it feels like to inflict physical pain to get rid of the emotional pain. Believe me, I fucking know.
But let’s pretend, okay?
Let’s pretend you cut yourself and you bleed to death? Let’s pretend you overdose on Vicodin and you fall asleep dead? Let’s pretend you don’t talk about your problems and you keep it bottled up inside to the point you drive your car off the road cause you can’t take the fucking pain anymore? Let’s pretend you don’t believe in your self-worth and you end up forcing yourself to vomit to be at the same level as “Her”. Let’s pretend you don’t reach the surface? And you end up still at rock bottom? Do you want to drown or suffocate yourself? Fuck no! You get up and you fucking roll that weight off your chest or you hold your breathe with whatevers left and you climb or swim back to the surface.
This is dedicated to all those who are depressed, who have hit rock bottom, who don’t believe in the positive right now, who believe that their lives are currently cloaked by the security of negativity. I beg of you with the knees of an angel, listen to my words, get up and don’t let the negative shit get you down. Don’t keep your face in the grass, Don’t let your father, your mother, your boyfriend, your girlfriend, your friends, your family, OR ANYONE. Tell you how much you are WORTH. Every human life is worth something, no matter how fucked up they are. Each person is worth the title of “Life”.
So please, let this post be the medicine, your remedy, your gateway drug, your closure.
Let this post be the start of a new life.
-Spittinvividly
Thank you.<3
You are a beautiful person. <3
