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| Kennys Last Escape |
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| Everyone has their Depression day's... I tend to have them alot. I'm nothing more then a normal person on the outside .. but on the inside, there is something terrible wrong. This page wasnt meant to scare people.. or worry anyone. Everyone fights their depressions with different ways and tactics. I however, dont fight it.. i let it go.. i take it..i end my depressions by rideing them out.. or making them worse. I fill myself with sorrow, and self pity. I close myself up and i stay to myself. That scares alot of people.. and maybe it should. My life hasnt been the best of lives.. but who's hasnt. Everyone has some type of problem or worry. Thats life... To those who know me for who i am.. i thank you for always careing and being there for me.. and for trying so hard to stick by me even when i shut you out. To those of you who dont know me and judge me by first appearance or assumptions. Fuck you.. you dont know me and i doubt you ever will. Everyone knows me as Vincent ... but i have a name outside of VP. Kenneth Dubuque is my name. I dont care if you want to know it or not, but thats my name. This is my page of depression.. this is were i cry.. or close myself up.. this is my page where there is no character, only emotions and true feelings. There is no Role Playing here, only straight ooc talk. Anything else.. will be ignored. Please.. if you are here to weep as i am.. give me a hug sometime or something.. a little hug.. can mean the best of things.. and can help us all to get through our problems. Everone.. dont give up on me.. even though i give up on myself ... there may still be a light.. at the end of my long tunnel.. please help me find it.. Thank you.. Kenneth, |
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| This is a poem i got ... from a close friend... enjoy.. and think what you want of it.. Joe.. this is for you.. My Heart Is Flailing, My Body Is Weak. I Am Wailing, I Cannot Speak. I Am All Broken, I'm Shot All To Hell. No Words Can Be Spoken, To Break This Spell. I Am A Dying Sun, I Have Sung My Last Song. Nothing Can Be Done, To Righten This Wrong. I Will Cast Off My Strife, And Slip Away In The Night. I Shall Leave This Life, I Will Walk Toward The Light. - Joe, |