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sitting at this desk
my head in my hands and the tears
flowing between them trying to find
their place
music playing all around me but i
can't hear the words
the sound of my pain blaring instead
my head feeling like it's about to bust
i cant take this anymore and i just want to run
but im a prisoner bound by these 4 walls
the only escape being my mind
looking inside i try to find the way, the path
from my heart to that serinty of mine
getting lost among the emotions running
through my veins
i just want to give up and let myself waste away
lay on the floor and die today
take that needle to my eyes and blind myself first
so i wont have to see the torture in them when i
look into that mirror of pain
and the sadness of it all
is i cant bring myself to do it im too scared to fall
my head in my hands and the tears
flowing between them trying to find
their place
music playing all around me but i
can't hear the words
the sound of my pain blaring instead
my head feeling like it's about to bust
i cant take this anymore and i just want to run
but im a prisoner bound by these 4 walls
the only escape being my mind
looking inside i try to find the way, the path
from my heart to that serinty of mine
getting lost among the emotions running
through my veins
i just want to give up and let myself waste away
lay on the floor and die today
take that needle to my eyes and blind myself first
so i wont have to see the torture in them when i
look into that mirror of pain
and the sadness of it all
is i cant bring myself to do it im too scared to fall
Literature
Lonely
Cold on the outside; Empty on the inside
This feeling is something that cannot be beaten
In all my attempts at overcoming it I have fallen
Its power is too overwhelming for one to conquer
Lost in this darkness; Overcome with fear and pain
My only wish is to have someone here to rid me of it
Someone here to hold me tightly and whisper in my ear
"Everything will be ok, I'm here now"
Only they arent here, nor are they coming
Oh how I long to be rid of this feeling
But onward I must tread with its weight upon my back
Unable to be rid of this hurt and pain
For loneliness knows no company...
Literature
Lonely
I'm all alone
though you're all here.
Surrounding me,
smothering me
with your happiness
that I can't match.
I know you
care for me,
care about me.
But I feel like
you don't see me.
And that makes
me not real.
Island of lonely
in a sea of happiness.
Joyful, unconcerned.
Maybe it's because
I won't open up
and let you in.
But it feels like
it's more than that.
Feeling claustrophobic,
its closing in.
Crushing me.
I can't breathe.
Help...
Now I'm really alone.
You've forgotten
I was ever there.
You don't recognize
me anymore.
Have I changed
that much?
You haven't changed
at all.
It seems like
you're immo
Literature
Depression
I'm tired of being here,
all locked up in my head.
Every day I hear a whisper,
and I'm closer to being dead.
Something taps me on the shoulder,
something I can't fight.
When it talks in that low voice,
my eyes are shut so tight.
Once it gets to a cetain point,
and I'm still sitting on the ground,
it tells me to do things,
I'm trying to ignore the sound.
Its voice is harsh and filled with confidence,
and I can hear a hint of sorrow.
Even when it's telling me,
I won't live to see tomorrow.
I don't know what to say,
and I don't know what to do.
I'm still hearing it now,
and I'm still suffering too.
I can't tell what its weak
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wow, very strong poetry. I like it.