I smile and laugh like life is worth living,
Walking around like the world has no misgiving,
But deep inside I feel like crying,
Deep inside I know I'm dying.
What's so precious about life?
What's so worthy of all this strife?
When all we do is scream and fight,
When this world is painted black and white.
People act like scoundrels looking for love,
Fighting, screaming, crying, all willing to shove,
Willing to go through lengths and to what extent?
Only to have their hearts put through torment.
Facades of all colours, shapes and sizes,
Putting a front like their all goddamn prizes,
Every single thing from their smile to their sigh,
Fake to the core for everyone lives a goddamn lie.
Have you ever felt a love like mine?
Everything I gave just to make you mine.
But you never cared, no one ever does,
Not when it comes to love and all that fuzz.
So why, you wonder, why I'm feeling dead?
Why, you wonder, why I'm speaking with such dread?
Simply because I've felt the need to question,
Simply because I know the feeling of sweet depression.
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Author's Randomness Page
Hello amigos. I'm back. New project again and writing shitty poems as per usual.
As you all know- or didn't depending if you stalk me- I've got my Poems Among Other Things where I post poems about different kinds of emotions. This, however, is a bunch of my poems and etc specifically revolving around sweet depressing stuff, hence the title. These were written when I went through really depressing periods in my life. Or just when I get depressed. Funnily enough, depression is my inspiration for writing poetry. So voila.
Enjoy,
K.D.
