Remorse(poem)
I lived like a no one a memory and a forgotten nothing can keep me here forever I know my time is up yet I fell so young that I might as well be called Icarus and sometimes I look back and they are all wearing black and I destroyed my...
I Feel As If It's Too Late For Me
Anyways,this is my first uploaded poem,hope you guys enjoy my depression.
Pain in the world
But then, depression hit me like a bullet. i'm still wounded on the inside. wondering if i can last. it hurts me. to do anything. it hurts to live.
The reason I live.
Another day, just put on a smile. Make a joke to keep up appearances. Just have to be strong for a little while. Drown myself in music; long distances. Put on a show, false wit on the forefront. Giggle, laugh; enough to dispel questions. Look...
Leaving Noise
I waste time, staying silent -- not wanting to say the wrong thing. I don't know what to say or do, so I hide. I hide because things are not right. I hide from this person who says they're changing, so I pipe down, and stop running. How... How am I to...
Nothing I can do
These are the thoughts and feelings i battle constantly; everyone around me seems draped in the grim shadows of depression sadness and fear, terror of what won't come, and here i sit, with a blank stare and an open heart.
Friendless
You see me smiling from the outside, But you don't see how I feel in the inside. I admit; I fake at being happy, But who can blame me? I have no one to talk to Not even my "friends". Oh why, oh why, do I try When nobody says "Hi." ...
Stripes
Chapter 1: In the Beginning "Mom? Mom?" I shout looking for my mom. I run into her room seeing room on fire. I run through the door and I see her bed on fire and the crib next to the bed is on fire, I look in shock and I run outside and the whole...
Going Away Parties are the Best
I received an invitation, To a delightful celebration. One where I'd meet, One where I'd greet, New friends and old. I rushed to the address, Looking a mess, Running through the doors, But all the room bore, Was a figure in all black, No...
The Lake
The dry grass rustled softly under my paws as I stepped from my car. The bitter night air burned my lungs as I took several deep breaths, the old forest smelt of earth and musk, colored with the cloying stench of decay. It took me several moments to...
Punishment
I hate how most everything i write comes out really depressing. this is based on a dream i keep having, so...
The Price of Life
The price for living in this world is pain and sorrow. Etched into your very being by those around you. They may say that they care for you, but it is all lies. Speaking to you in caring voices, and yet full of hate. They may say lean on me if you...