Depression at it's finest

My heart feels heavy and time is moving slowly on purpose. It feels like there's something heavy on my chest.

I want to be happy. I want to laugh with people but I can't. I used to have dreams and goals but now, I just want to sleep.

I thought the saying "No more tears left to cry" was silly, ridiculous even but I think I get it now.

I sleep. Sleep and hope the morning never comes but it does, sadly. I recently started envying people that have passed away. Why? I don't know.