21. My Daughter's Tears
Until it affects someone we love,
We don't even know it's there.
It's really not our problem,
So why should we care.
Until it affects someone we love,
We don't even know it's there.
It's really not our problem,
So why should we care.
As I read this poem, I hurt with you. I feel the pain and still do that you do and could only imagine what your mother must of be going through to help you deal with it and trying to...
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No words for a state that I cannot express
Like gravity just holds me here in this mess
An invisible force stealing my air
A looming dark cloud and no one's aware
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I was just sitting there,
Watching TV,
When a wave of sadness
Washed over me.
When you feel so lonely and can't sleep at night,
because everything gives you a fright.
The pain and the sadness takes control,
and once again you're all alone.
This poem describes my life for the past 5 years perfectly. I may not even be a teenager or adult, but these feelings reach me, and many others I know. I try to hide the emotions described in...
Analysis of Form and Technique
Outside lives a girl with a smile that will brighten up the room,
yet inside hides a girl with a frown full of despair.
Outside lives a girl with eyes of joy that bring you to ease,
Wow, just wow. That's me exactly. I go through my church doors with a smile always on my face, so much so that the youth group nicknamed me Smiley McGee, and I'm so nice to others. I guess...
Do you know a life of loneliness and one filled with pain,
living a life with nothing to gain,
Surrounded by darkness, overwhelmed with shame.
A life without peace with no one to blame.
Well, same stuff, but I know I need to be strong for my kids! The thing that crushes me is my 6-year-old hears his dad call me a whore or say, “Mommy's just crazy, Roman." My son, now after 2...
It is the darkest, deepest place one can travel to alone,
A solo journey filled with struggles and groans.
Every day is a new battle against the same foe,
But the enemy fights back with psychological blows.
This is an awesome poem! This is how I feel most days.
Walking into a typhoon,
Swimming against the tide,
That's just how it feels,
When my truth I have to hide.
Behind this calm face there is a raging storm,
Like a war in my head since the day I was born.
Behind this smile there is a lonely sad frown,
She's beauty, style, poise and grace,
At least she appears to be.
But no one knows the girl who hides
Behind the face they see.
I myself have a daughter that is now going to be 26 in a little over a month. She doesn't leave the house at all, she comes to my house and to her Dr's appointments but not by choice. They...
I suppose it's hard for some to understand.
This is not the way that I had planned.
I don't know how I've let myself get this way,
And sometimes feel like calling it a day.
This is a really good little fun sized poem the puts the darkness of the topic into a slightly lighter-hearted, almost depressingly whimsical feel. I really enjoyed it. Thank you.
In our darkest nights and our brightest days,
emotions fill us like tidal waves.
They can drag us down and pull us in,
When I look at myself, I see nothing good.
I see all the flaws that no one else should.
I wear a mask
To hide the pain
Hello Miriam, how are you doing? I hope everything is great. I'm 17 years old, a teenager just like you, and I can feel your poem because I experienced the self-hatred you are talking about...
The hurt in my eyes is all that has to be said
Sometimes I know I'm better off dead
The pain is the only thing I can feel
Knowing it's the one thing that's real
This is so deep. I felt this in another level. I have the same exact feelings sometimes.
I've written everything I have to say,
But the words, they rot and fall away.
So with a hole in the bottom, I'm stuck in the same boat as before
And slowly sinking just in sight of shore.
I am Sam. I am twelve years old, and I moved to Arizona over a year ago. I was diagnosed with depression two or three years ago, and sometimes I consider killing myself. I never have, and I...
What do you see when you look in my eyes?
A freak? A nameless being?
Or maybe simply another face in the endless sea of people
What do I see when I look at myself in the mirror?
I've been suffering with depression for a while now. I truly don't know how long as I truly can't remember a starting point for it. People would never guess. Never. I am 14, have a good...
You might not understand it, you might just ask why
That all I want to do is just lay down and die.
I tried to get help; I tried to see the light,
Hey I had Depression and I looked to God and he delivered me and saved me, because through him anything is possible!
The wind blows
The sun shines
The grass grows
The air smells of pines
When you look at me,
What do you see?
I bet if you look deep enough
You would see right through me.
Life is a bitter sweet pill
I am forced to take against my will
Everyone trying to pull me
Back into so called reality
Life is fickle. So are we. All I could say is never lose hope, dear.