My life is like a roller coaster

Fun one minute 

A disaster the next

I fail to be this perfect girl


My depression affecting everything in my life

I scream in agony

Like the wind screams for attention 

Loud and continuous


My life is a dark abyss

I can’t see what’s coming towards me

I can’t stop it


My problem leaks out

People from all over look at me then laugh


Help me

I’m scared

I try to control it but sometimes I can’t 


I’m the loser with a masked face

This box I’m in confines me

I’m suffocating 


The bruises from my brother

Scars from my dads

I won’t let them define me any longer

  • Author: Cynthia Whittaker (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 13th, 2019 07:58
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem I wrote for class, it’s about my Tourette’s.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • kevin browne

    You tell them, girl and an uplift with your own authority in practicing how to protect yourself is needed. Look up to yourself to ease the pressure of your depression. Great things can be healed from the worst in your life and think of others who are not so fortunate as you unfortunately.

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