I see many faces around me
I see them but they don't see me
They walk passed me without a care
They don't care they hurt someone.
That someone who is kind and sweet
Someone who act strong for their friends
But is actually very weak.
Will do anything for anyone with in reason
And wants anyone to do the same.
They feel like darkness surrounds them
And feels as if the darkness is choking them.
They put on a face that seems happy
But they are actually depressed.
They can look like nothing is wrong
But listen to their voice and their words
And you can hear the sadness and depression.
Their soul is pure as snow
But it's surrounded by sadness, depression and darkness.
They try not get swallowed up by it
But eventually they'll stop trying
And let them by swallowed up.
They want a gentle hand and heart
To help them see the light
But no one will come
And they'll sit in the darkness.
That with the pure soul
And gentle heart
That person is
Me.
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Poems
PoetryThese are free style poems I've written over the years. Some of them are sad, some of them happy.