By Skye
Every day I fake that smile, even I believe it after a while.
On and on goes this endless game, filled with regret and filled with shame.
A broken heart that I carry around, I call out for help but no one can hear a sound.
So on and on goes this game, no one cares enough to even remember my name.
A tear drop falls down on my bed, weeping and hurting as I rest my head.
No one bothers to see if I'm okay, words of compassion that they will never say.
A hug and a smile is all I need, must I get on my knees and plead?
I say a silent goodbye as I stare into your eyes, an end to a life that was filled with lies.
I pour that bleach into my cup, my final words are "I give up"
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Depressing poetry
PuisiAll of the poems I've written, starting with my first and ultimately ending with the last. These are poems about depression, love, and just being misunderstood! Please read all (especially the most recent for they are the best) and vote/comment plea...
