The Hole of Depression

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Feeling the pain and hiding in shame,
It drives me insane that I'm afraid.
This feeling is not something new,
But what I've grown used too.
But all this time that I've wasted,
Hiding my flaws that someone hated.
Learning to hate who I was,
trying to be someone who they'll love.

But this world is never satisfied,
They just want to kill the beauty on the inside.
And maybe that is why we find it so hard,
To show who we really are.

The feeling of acceptance is replaced by rejection,
Because we crave the affection.
We will make some friends,
But who knows when.
The hole of depression is too deep,
That we become too afraid to speak.

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