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Time of Great Emotion

January 10, 2013
By Anonymous

In time of anger, sadness or joy
True emotions show themselves
The feelings are always there just in hiding
Fighting their way free
Slowly going nowhere
Deep inside of me
Soon thereafter depression sets in
Looking around for someone to help
Knowing there isn’t
Slowly dying every day
Sitting wasting away
Drowning in my tears
Disappearing
Looking for friends for some cheering up
Finding joyful times
But, then
Again Alone
Hiding in my thoughts
Drifting away
Slipping
Falling
With no way to get out
Afraid of reaching out
Speaking up
Knowing that no one will hear me
Getting sick
Falling deeper
Falling faster
All I want is to scream
Releasing what I truly feel
Inside crying
Slowly dying
Each day feels like I’m drowning
Sinking deeper and deeper
Each passing day
I hear the sound of my heart beat
I can tell that it’s breaking
Always in pain,
Shaking
Walking around
With my head down
Broken
In the dark
Friends trying to pull me into the light
Trying to help
Showing that they care
Even though half the time
Their never there
Their support and love seems miles away
Except when it comes to thinking
About visiting a grave
I smile and say I’m fine
Since it’s easier to fake a smile
Then explain how I’m feeling inside
Surrounded by people who love and care for me
But still feel alone
They think they know how I’m feeling
They really don’t
What they see
Is not the real me
Hiding in the dark
Instead of Showing
That I am Broken
I pose a fake smile
Waiting
For just one to notice
The pain
Slowly fading
Turning into nothing,
Nothing left but an empty shell
Of a body
Full of disappointment
Every day
I go to school
I am defeated
I am depressed
I never feel safe
I wake
Tired
I wait every day for
Someone,
Anyone
To take my pain, depression
Away by a
Friend
I keep on searching
Finding no one
Being joyful
Only lasts for
A while
Then I feel I have died again,
Waiting in silence
Friends come around
But leave in the end
Even so, then
I am alone
Left with my thoughts,
Memories
Tearing me down
Making me think
There’s nothing left
To live for
All that is left is friends
But
I am Tired
I am Broken
I am Depressed
I am Nothing
Inside
I am Dead



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