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by Holly Cassidy May 18, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
On the outside, You see just another smile, With eyes free of tears, And a glowing face. But on the inside, My heart tears bit by bit, Like paper torn down the middle Everytime we meet... You don't know, All the pain I go through Beneath this bright smile. You're so naive. I don't want you to know, How much I die inside, How much I weep, How much I'm tortured... Your image is like a dagger, Piercing my heart, The pain so excruciating, I can't even bear it. I can't free myself, Of this constant torture, It eats me alive, Trapping me in it's wrath. As much as I try, I'm chained, I can't break free. Nobody can save me. My screams and cries, Are hopeless and no good, It's no use, nothing is working... And so my endless torture, Will forever haunt me...
by Hannah Lizette
Can totally relate to this right now; great poem. 5/5