They told me I needed to talk to someone,
That I'd heal if I was to open up and talk about it all,
They told me the medication will help,
That I'll feel better after 6 weeks of taking it;
But I haven't found that as being true,
I've talked to someone,
I've taken the medication given to me,
But none of it has helped me,
I'm still sad and empty,
Still feeling lonely and alone,
I still haven't found the purpose of living, and I'm losing my will to live,
My life still carries no meaning and my heart is still filled with with anger, regret, sadness and disappointment,
Nothing has changed and I guess nothing will ever change,
If I can't understand what's going on with me, how can anyone else understand it?
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Poetry Is Therapy
PoetryI just recently started to share my work as a growing poetess and this will just have love poems ranging from heartbreak to happiness and a lot other poems about life. I'm not really a great writer and will purely appreciate your constructive critic...
