What do you see when you look in my eyes?
                               A freak? A nameless being?
                               Or maybe simply another face in the endless sea of people
                               What do I see when I look at myself in the mirror?
                               I see pain, laughter, tears, smiles, fatigue, and endless energy.
                               What do I do 
                               When the world I live in
                               Doesn't know I am suffering?
                               I feel the scars
                               On my heart
                               My arms
                               My wrists
                               And I think back to a time when I was truly alone
                               Wondering the streets at night
                               The sky dark and stormy,
                               With the cold rain falling down on me
                               It was like the sky was crying
                               All the tears I was too afraid to shed myself
                               That was along time ago, 
                               but still I can feel the sharpness of the blades upon my soul
                               My skin
                               My heart
                               Sometimes at night I sit up
                               Stare at my window
                               And cry, for all the pain I still sometimes feel.
                               I wonder if life is meant to be more then this, 
                               This town
                               These people 
                               These feelings
                               I am like a caged animal, 
                               Trapped inside bars
                               Locked in, with no hope to escape
                               I scream
                               Yell
                               Cry
                               But no one hears me
                               I stand alone
                               On my own little path of life
                               That I have been on for as long as I can remember
                               With a broken heart
                               A broken soul
                               A broken mind
                               Still I struggle on
                               So that I can maybe see beyond this world
                               Of darkness and despair, 
                               So I can see the world beyond,
                               Of love and life and happiness
                               So here I stand,
                               A smile on my face, 
                               Even though I am being torn apart on the inside.
                               I will continue to smile, 
                               And feel
                               And love
                               And I will survive; survive to tomorrow
                               So I can learn to trust again
                               And this sweet agony
                               That has been with me all my life
                               Will be dispersed
                               Become nonexistent
                               Gone
                               No more.
                               And I will finally
                               Be 
                               Alive.
                              
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Depression And Hate Poems
PoetryThese are poems that I read and write. I made this book for Me and everyone who needs these. Depression- Severe despondency and dejection, typically felt over a period of time and accompanied by feelings of hopelessness and inadequacy. Hate- Inten...
 
                                               
                                                  