The Cycle Of Emotions Poem by Hannah Davies

Feeling a little sad
Built up anger makes me mad.
I feel so low
Trying not to let it show.

Lack of sleep makes me irritable
A magic wand is desirable.
I hate being so frustrated
It feels like I'm slowly being deflated.

My head is so confused
And I'm far from being amused.
I feel so guilty
That my brothers have to cope with Mum without me.

I don't know what to believe
Or what I want to achieve.
I don't want to cry
I feel so rotten and don't know why.

I could take pills and potions
Use creams and lotions.
Is there anything that will help me heal?
I hate riding round on this low self-esteem wheel.

My cheeks become wetter
I want to stop these tears and get better.
It's unfair on others around me
For them to see me so unhappy.

For them I want to smile
Not collapse in a quivering pile.
I want them to see my other side
The one where I can lift my head with pride.

I don't want to hide away
I want the good times to come and stay.
I don't want to feel like I'm going insane
I just want something to stop this pain!