Life to me is a constant battle
It's the never ending war that rages inside me,
To all of you I seem fine
But if you really knew me you would cry
Cry until there are no more tears left for you to shed,
I know I might sound insane but hear me through
From my eyes life is a brutal hell that only the strong survive
And I am not strong,
Not strong enough to face what lies ahead in this brutal
And unrelenting world,
Now you see life from my eyes
That's really all there is to it
I live in constant pain and the only emotion I feel
Is that of hate,
I can feel your eyes glarring in on me
Watching as if I was you prey,
All I see is nothing but dissatisfaction at who I've become
- Author: Alex Franklin ( Offline)
- Published: April 24th, 2017 21:22
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about the never ending battle people with depression go through each and everyday.
- Category: Sad
- Views: 5
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