The Monster
If I showed my true colors, what would society think?
Would they laugh, show pity, or read the ink?
I'm exhausted from smiling every single day
If I showed my true colors, what would society think?
Would they laugh, show pity, or read the ink?
I'm exhausted from smiling every single day
I love this poem. It touches every emotion you feel when you’re depressed. I have suffered from depression for a long time and have been hiding behind a mask. I go to school every day with a...
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Analysis of Form and Technique
I'm tired.
Tired of the constancy,
the constancy of judgment.
Tired of hiding,
I lived in an abusive household for the first nine years of my life. Suffering sexual assault, beatings, starvation, all at the hands of the people who were supposed to protect me. When I was...
Hi my name is Kourtney and I am 13 years old. I am going through depression, but I am a little better because I got help, so all I can say is life will get better. You just have to wait.
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I slit my wrist to erase the pain.
you look at me and think I'm insane.
My eyes turn red, bleeding my tears,
and still you try to protect me from my worst fears.
This touched me deeply. My brother was murdered by his great uncle at the age of 15. He was also molested by him. His great uncle tried to make it look like he killed himself. I was 13 at the...
I'm daddy's little misunderstood
Always wearing my hood
With my headphones in
Never letting you win...
I feel the exact same way, my dad tells me the way to do things and I do it to show him I'm a good son but he never acknowledges anything I do, like he wants me to be a good son and I try but...
Nobody knows how different I am
The outside of me is not afraid
Not full of pain, or even ashamed
I smile and all of those ignorant fools believe
Death, pain, sorrow, these are the things that most of us know. Very few of us know what true love is like or have even had a first kiss, yet we've all felt pain, or is it just me who feels...
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Analysis of Form and Technique
You see a smile on the outside,
But that's all you can see.
What if tears run down my face on the inside?
This is my poem of the day because I feel the same way. My boyfriend and I were going through drama, and he think it's okay for him not to say how I feel about it, but it hurts me deep inside...
Sometimes I wish I could admit things
Even if it's all just a lie.
Sometimes I wish I could forget things,
But memories never die.
This poem is such an excellent depiction! The thoughts expressed here are exactly what I'm thinking now. I also write to get away from the darkness of life.
The emptiness that I feel inside
Doesn't have words that I can describe
The loneliness I feel throughout
It was her fault without a doubt...
My mom was never in my life from the time that I was 15 months old, my father got me potty-trained, walking, and talking. Then I was left to my own devices. By 4 years old I was alone in my...
There was this girl
Who had a great deal of pain
She been raped and beat
She had hurt and hatred running through her veins...
I cut myself, it's a horrible truth. I'm addicted to pain. I need help. I can't control it anymore. I've pondered suicide so many times, but didn't attempt. I fell in love with this poem when...