I wish my depression would suffocate me but only when I’m at rest. Not my SLEEP, please. I NEED that time. My dreams pull memories that have been tucked away in my unconscious mind. I still HAVE to remember my MAMA.
Oh, we will meet again in HEAVEN I believe with all my heart. Knowing that IS a reason to die now…in this instant. Yet, God says to me there is work left for me to do.
I guess it’s true, Everyone needs a Reason to keep on Living. At least for the moment.