As I type, I cry.

I cry a river of tears, 

enough to drown the whole world in. 

I thought I had cried enough.

I thought that they’d already killed all of my favorite characters

I thought everyone had already left.

The sky is stormy and you cannot see the stars.

Just like me. 

My stars have been hidden by the dark cloud of

depression and death. 

Even in giant crowds of people,

i am alone.

I hate everyone who ever did anything to me.

I hate the people who killed off my characters.

I hate the people that took my friends.

i hate the way someone always ruins everything.

I die a little every time the shadow of depression catches up to me.

i fall harder than I ever did before.

i must take the long way down.

There are no spiderwebs to catch me.

No clouds to cradle me.

Only the haunting feeling of sadness.

There is no escape.