*I'm gone:
I don't know anymore
I'm not sure what I live for
I want to help
I really do
But the thing is
I can only help others
No one can help me
I can't let people in
I act as if I'm alright
I cry for help
But no one can see
What is really me
They see that smile
They see me happy
Yes that's me
But they don't see
The pain
The tears that I cry
They never hear nor see
All the thoughts that I hide
I'm a bomb waiting to go off
A old house falling apart
A house of cards ready to fall
I'm hanging by a thread
And I'm ready to crack
I don't think anyone can save me
I don't think I can be helped
But if I can
Who could I tell
Who could I trust
This all to much
Will I regret it
Should I trust
But all think is why
Why me
How do I deal
Is there even a point
Is this all real
All that I think
all that i see
Or is it all in my head
Maybe it's just a dream
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My Poems
PoésieThese are the poems I write at my most depressed times to get my feelings out. If you ever feel down and need someone to talk to or something to relate to this is here or I'm here for you.
