Not crappy poem #9

Depression, black dog, go back to hell
From whence you came, I’m not your kin
I’ve fought you off before, and I will again
I’m stronger than you, you’re just a stain

I’m not going to let you win this time
I’m going to fight back with all my might
I’m going to take back my life, it’s mine
I decide my own destiny, not you

So go away, depression, and never return
I’m done with you, I’m moving on
I’m going to live my life to the fullest
And nothing is going to stop me, not even you.

Fuck the beast, that is you, to hell you go.

Short Story: About a loved one

I remember the first time I saw you. You looked so peaceful and content. I knew right then and there that I had to get to know you.

We started talking, and I quickly realized that you were everything I had ever wanted in a partner. You were kind, funny, intelligent, and beautiful. I was falling in love with you, and I knew that you felt the same way.

We’ve been together for years now, and I love you more than ever. You’re my best friend, my lover, and the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.

I can’t imagine my life without you. You make me laugh, you make me think, and you make me feel loved. I’m so grateful to have you in my life.