I get this funny feeling
it comes from deep
inside I get all mad
and angry wanting to
go and hide.
My doctor calls
it depression
My family says
it's just me
but the thought
and feelings No
One will ever be
able to see.
Some says I'm psycho
Some says I'm just werid
It's like I'm a
differnt person
I get really edgy
i want to commit
suicide really bad
then I get a headache
followed by feeling
sad, I wish I could get help
I wish it would go
away maybe if I
pray really hard.
This poem is about the first time I thought about self harm and yes I am not going to lie to you I still do it from time to time.
God Bless You
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow that is a really deep poem and I can so relate to that.. good job