Yes, I have it,
Yes, I hate it,
Yes, I live with it
The pain
The hurt
The fear
It rips me apart
It messes with my head
It makes me shred my skin
It's hard to fight
It's hard to hold back
It's hard to never show
"You're so kind"
"You're so happy"
"You're so cheerful"
I hear it all the time,
But behind the smiles,
I'm a girl that deals with much more
I try not to show
I try not to cry
I try to hide the pain
That doesn't always work
Sometimes I break
Sometimes I disintegrate
Into a world that is unknown
Into a world that is what I like
Into a world that is different
Then I break out of it unwillingly
Would grab my blade
And cut my skin
Blood
Tears
Pain
All escaping me
All breaking me
All making me feel better
Don't ask me how
I, myself, don't even know
I don't think I'll ever know
Never
Ever
Ever
School is an escape for me
It never fails me
It always works
Nobody understands it
I never understood depression
Before I had it, that is
I thought it was something
You could easily make go away
Like it was wasn't a big deal
That's what I thought before
I thought cutting was a
Stupid way to get rid of it
That was before
Then I tried it
And couldn't stop
It was like drug
I didn't want to stop
Never do I want to stop
Just one more, I would say
Then that would turn into fifteen
Then I go onto twenty seven
The only way I could stop myself
Was to throw my blade
Right at the wall
I sat and stared at my arms
Never wanting to stop
Never wanting to move
I know there's other people with depression
Too many people with depression
Too many people
Just let me tell you somethings
You can get better
You can get through it
You can conquer the monster
The monster called depression
The monster inside you
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Poems
PoetryThank you for clicking on my story now go on read it. What? You want more information on it? Ok, this is a just a compilation of poems that if I ever feel like writing one I'll post it here. Some may be good, some may be bad, but it helps me become...
