I feel, empty. Like the happiness that i always wanted, was taken but placed in front of me like a hourse with a carrot strapped to their head. I cannot cry, but holding my tears causes great pain for me to sudden tourture of the mind and heart. Empty, as he sits and firts with other girls next to me..i cannot complain, knowing that my pushment is far worse.. he says he loves me and wants to be with me...im working so hard, to gain my happiness he stole from me. Empty, as stare at walls knowing i cant just ask for him to kiss me or hold me or anything...just that nice him is there.. him smiling..or laughing..and more.. pains me..because..hell be enjoying his time with other woman that are "bitches" or flirting with them as he sits next to me, barely touching me..or knologing the fact im lonely..and i miss him..and ive never felt so empty.. the greatest this i had was with him..and ill hope one day.. that happieness will return with him..my sweet otosama.. till then i fight me not crying holding back bottling up all my emotion, so he dosent get up set at me.. i want to feel that happiness agian..that warming feeling when he smiles and says i love you back.. empty..a body of sadness..trying to claim back the man who finaly made her snap out her depression..and made her heart beat once more..
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PoetryThis Life Poem collection is biased off TRUE events from Author. dealing with mental illnesses like Depression, anxiety, panic disorder, dissociative Identity disorder, agoraphobia, SH and dealing with grief and trauma. This is based on true events...
