Juliana Willsey Biography

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It's always there.
It creeps to my head.
It sits in the back.
Hits me when it knows I'm weak and
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In my thoughts i am alone
where i fear no one understands
the pain the illness the sadness
the nightly terrors i handle alone
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I am a poet writting of my pain
I am a person living in shame
I am you daughter that hides her depression the best that i can
I am a friend acting like i am fine
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The meds they say will take it away,
but why do the thougths of the past stay?
They dope us up and say it wil be okay,
but do you not hear the pain i say?
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