My soul:
My soul is a dark place.
I've never really been happy.
At least as far as I can remember.My school:
My school was a bad place.
I hated every second of elementary.
At least the parts that I suffered.When I was 12 I started to feel depressed.
I had to hide those feelings from my family.My family:
My family wasn't always a happy place.
I didn't always feel safe at home.
At least most of the time.When I started to get bullied.
I didn't think I could tell anybody.My friends:
My friends weren't there for me in place.
I always felt like I didn't have friends.
At least the ones that abandoned me.I had and continue to have insecurities.
I'm fat
I'm ugly
I'm gross
I'm pathetic
I'm worthless
I've never seen anything good in me.I had and continue to hate everything.
Objects
People
Smells
Noise
Life
I've never seen good in anything.Do you see anything wrong with me?
I do
Do I look different than I did yesterday?
I do
Do I seem sadder than normal?
I doIs there something missing from me?
There is
Is there a sudden lack of joy?
There is
Is there something you want to say?
There isCan you see my pain?
Yes you can
Can you understand me?
Yes you can
Can you help me out?
Yes you canWhy don't you help me be happy?
You won't
Why don't you see whats right in front of you?
You won't
Why don't you join me in pain?
You won'tI have never thought that I've suffered more than others.
I know people have it worse.
Although I don't suffer the most.I know in my mind and
from the bottom of my heart,I.
Want.
To.
Be.
Free.

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