Depression


Scream as loud as you can.
I didn't hear a thing,
Just like you can't hear me,
Pleading for my life back.
All you hear is silence.
My tears fall,
While I sit beside you.
Hoping.
Praying.
Wishing.
You don't turn around,
And see the agony on my face.
Locking the pain in my mind,
So all I hear is screaming.
When you leave,
I rip open my body.
Searching for my insecurities.
It eats me alive to know
I’m not perfect,
So I tear open every part of me.
I'm getting rid of my disease
Called Depression.
Like severe cancer.
It can do more than grow back.
It can kill you.

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