This pain and anger won't go away,
And it feels like this hurt is here to stay.
I need some kind of relief,
But everything I try only seems to bring more grief.
I need to scream and yell.
Or at least find someone to tell.
I need to be able to breathe.
And be free from everything that's killing me.
Yet now that I have sat and thought it through.
I now realize none of this can come true.
It's nothing but a broken dream that makes me face a sad reality,
In which I've lost this battle based on a technicality.

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Overcoming Troubled Waters
PoetryCollection of poetry written while going through depression and self-injury.