No Longer Functioning Publicly

Sometimes I have no  desire to live. Other times, I am unstoppable. But the times that depression sets in, I am reassured that I don't want another chance at this Life thing once I pass on. I suppose that is why I feel the stress to make something of myself recently. I am definitely applying more pressure on the daily & that has made me restless. Guilt has become an uninvited shadow to my light. I have been subduing a lot of my desperation, emotions & thoughts. I don't feel as free anymore when it comes to my forms of expression.

I have always depended on what I suppress.

Perhaps I still hold the belief that my repression must be compensated.