Another day starts again with you in it
I don’t have the strength to even begin it
I don’t have the gumption to get out of bed
With all of the insults you put in my head
You tell me I’m worthless, you tell me I’m lame
Don’t have an original thought to my name
You tell me I’m useless, you call me a tool
You say you don’t know whom I’m hoping to fool
I wear a brave face so that nobody knows
I hide all the pain so that none of it shows
I’m totally hopeless, you tell me again
And so I believe you. What good am I then?
I look at myself and I only feel shame
I know it’s not me, since you’re always to blame
By saying I’m helpless you’ve crippled my soul
You’ve torn out my faith and I’ll never be whole
I’m left in the dark with my doubts and my fears
With troubles and worries and those countless tears
The devil’s and demon’s torments never cease
I’ve given up hope that I’ll ever find peace
Down here in the dark it’s lonely and cold
And it feels much worse when the shivers take hold
I’m shaking and screaming for someone to care
I’m needing a friend but there’s nobody there
Some scars on my arms might be just what I need
I’ll try it sometime just to see if I bleed
Then maybe the demons will leave me alone
They’ll see I can torture myself on my own
There must be a way for this pain to subside
How bad would it be if I just up and died?
Drastic, I know, but it seems like the thing
To end all the pain with the peace it would bring
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the truth of real pain. a pain we are given, even though we don't deserve it; hang in there, it will come...one day.
I like the meter and the rhyme. Gives a sense of relentlessness to the depression.
Walk (or run) away.
Good emotive write, I do hope that you can come out of your current life and into the wonderful life that is around us all.
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A thoughtful write B. Getting out of bed is one step, to start the day.
when you choose to write than slice, you're rewarding your own fight: to survive
when you choose to share your pain with others, then you've taken a step
when your momentum falters, as everyone's does: come back
to these very words and remind yourself, what your great mind is capable of...
I congratulate your choice to fight, than surrender and wish you all the best for the future!
try to remember, however crippling the situation
one way or another: this too shall pass and will one day be your past
you need only survive today, to escape into your tomorrow's
(one gifted day, at a time)
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