I felt broken


I felt broken down in the tenth grade

With all the things people used to say


Whether it was my hair or outfits 

I never really ever fit in 

I never was very social 

Being introverted was my main goal


Every little insult will come back to me

Tucked deep inside my head where no one can see


Depression is the real beast 

It eats and gnaws and claws at me 

For every step that I take I can feel it thunder through my veins 

It starts in my head but runs through my body 

Making me feel polluted and dirty 


I need to move I tell myself but I can't carry this weight and I fall to the ground

making the noise that I dread

Hearing the pain ringing in my ears and head 


I now know iv'e been defeated 

I try to convince myself this is everything iv'e ever needed 


  • Author: Anna (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 5th, 2021 07:24
  • Comment from author about the poem: Getting me through the hard times....
  • Category: Sad
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