I know you want to go to heaven, but you're human tonight

Living with depression is hard. You eventually learn how to cope, and continue to hang on. You dream of an easier life and how you can be stronger, happier, and more confident.

Deep within her, she is loved.
Deep within her, she is faint.
She feels as if her lungs are giving out as it's time to go, but someone exhales air just for her to breathe.
She wants to fly, but instead of a bird, she is a boomerang, always returning to the ones who throw her away.
Someone out there needs her, but she just needs a break.
From all the heartache, all the hurt.
She's slowly giving up on this hazardous home called earth.
She wants to dance with angels, to learn the rhythm of love and glory.
Meet the father himself on a cloud of white surface, sitting on top of the throne of supernatural.
Her suffering isn't welcome there.
She is free. She will not fall.
She dreams of heaven,
but deep within, she is still alive.