Sometimes I feel there are stages of sadness and sometimes it never goes away we have our moments now and then where a speck of happiness shines within I am glad for life because I have seen many things I've learned through the struggle and the pain.. it's made me wiser and completely free because knowledge is power and freedom is to and as much as I would like to deny it I have my days mom says I'm bipolar but I think I feel things stronger there is always a reason for what I'm feeling it's not just because I'm depressed or anxious they look at me and all they see is weakness but they don't know me.. not yet.. They don't see me or at least they pretend not to.. I wonder if it is for their sake or mine .. Anyways this is confusing .. I am a confused person not about who I am but who I'm going to be and if the world will always be this way..
Carry your hate on your shoulders
Your heart on your back
Listen for sounds and hope for no attack
Then you fall expecting the ground
Only to drown in the water that
surrounds
Step after step you took with no sound
So conscious of your fear it overcame and you allowed
I walk in the darkness
Seldom I see light
I sink into the darkness afraid to take flight
Only then did I realize in order to see life .. I must have nothing again because nothing to lose is something to gain..
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Poetry Or Words
PoetryWhen I'm hurting inside and my heart aches I write about it... it's not exactly poetry and my vocabulary sucks but I would like to share it.. shoutout to my friend Anna for recommending Wattpad.. Poetic Death is my Oh so dramatic screen name..
