Sadness Poem by Amanda Cater

Deep inside of my heart,
Only hatred and no feelings,
The scars from being torn apart,
And the hole from the dart.

This is my confession.
All the bad things,
Tears, Blood and Depression,
They have become an obsession,

Death and suicide,
Are the secrets of my life,
Most of the time I cried,
Maybe a smile if I tried,

Things from bad to worse,
Drinking and smoking,
A strong word of a curse,
But a change of life came first.