I'm tired
and I'm hurt.
I can feel the tear in my heart
spreading farther
and farther.
The depression
is deep inside my veins.
So deep that I don't need a reason to be sad anymore,
I just am.
My charade is slipping, falling
people are starting to see through
finally.
They're realizing I'm not as happy
as they always thought I was.
I've stopped caring
as much as I used to.
I want to curl up in a ball
in my own secluded section of depression,
of hell
and stay there forever.
People are seeing
that the smile
I used to plaster on my face
every morning
has worn thin
and almost disappeared.
People are starting to notice
the red marks
peeking out from the shoulder of my sleeve.
And...
I just don't care.
Yes,
I hear their whispers.
Yes,
their whispers hurt.
No,
I'm not going to do anything about it.
No,
I'm not goind to give them the satisfaction
of knowing they hurt me.
And I myself
have realized
I'm not as strong as I would like to be.
My heartbeat faint
my pencil strokes light,
I'm writing this to tell you,
I'm not worth waiting for.
Nobody could be worse than I am right now.
I'm cold with depression
and who wants that in their life?
I'm sorry that I can't leave your lives completely
but, I'll try to make myself
small and unnoticeable.
That's my promise to you,
I know it's small.
But maybe,
just maybe
it'll make up for it a little bit.
it is the deep depresions.. only the best..of good.. people live..and it only goes away.. when you find love..iip...we can fake it.. :)
Cheer up Rach you still got this old fart of a poet 'Down Under' who thinks you are the best thing invented since sliced bread. heehee I luves yer! !
Your poem is so touching and so powerfull chosen words. It's the way I feel sometimes. I can see how you feel but it's not the end of the world my dear, we must cheer up :) +10 and courage dear :)
Oh, Rachelle, what a very heart touching poem, feelings freely coming out not from maybe barren lips, but from the bottom of your heart, beautiful, I love it, you got my 10+ vote, Love and Peace, you are strong enough to survive in this world...Romeo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well expressed thoughts and feelings well done in eloquence................Thanks! ! !