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I’m slowly dying inside, but I continue to hide this pain i feel to avoid feeling like a burden to others. So I go about my day, with a smile and a laugh, to keep up the appearance that everything will be okay. But, day in and day out I wonder if I’ll be alright. I’m stuck in a cycle of depression that I can’t see a way out. I would bow my head and pray if the results I want to see will spill out and make the restless night end and these damning thoughts, cease filling my head with doubts. I want to be better, I want to do better, not just for me but for my family, for the ones I love the people I want to keep in my life. I want someone to reach out and say everything is going to be alright, even though if they do I’ll just laugh it off in disbelief of the genuine concern. I’ll probably even say “ I’m okay, I’m fine” when I’m really just slowly dying inside