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
Shriek!
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
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Author:
Cynthia Whittaker (Pseudonym) (
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.
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Comments1
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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