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a poem type thng i wrote when i was depressed
Just to say, if you do feel like this, get help, even if its just talking to someone about it. I know after i upload this, that my mate will probably find it and read it.
I hope its okay, this is the first time that ive wrote sonething like this before, so no hate pleez :)
Comment about your problems if you want, i'll read them. Oh and rate if you want!
Thanks for reading xxx
Nothing that you can see can make you feel.
Nothing that you can hear can make you feel.
Nothing that you can touch can make you feel.
All you can think about is the awaiting.
About what comes next.
The questions you ask.
You ask so many, yet none of them are answered.
Confusion takes over.
You start to over think.
You think of all the things that could wrong.
You think of all the things that they could do to you.
You see their mocking faces.
You hear their laughter.
You feel the hatred.
What did you ever do wrong?
You wait for the feeling of comforting arms.
The feeling of warm breath against your neck.
The feeling of the three simple words that would change your world forever.
But you never do.
Because who you ever love you?
You see the skinny pretty girls at school.
How it's so easy for them.
How easy it is for them to talk and laugh.
How they can say or act anything, and never be judged.
How the opposite sex would feel so relaxed around them.
You see the flirting going on between them.
Although you long for the feeling,
You do not feel jealous.
You are not jealous of the stupid skinny girls, or even the boys to try so hard.
You long for the feeling of love.
For someone who wants to spend eternity with you.
Who wants to be there for you in every way possible.
You want someone who understands you.
Who knows how you feel.
Who has been through similar feelings of doubt.
You want to he able to be yourself around them.
Not to hide anything from them.
Not to feel tense or on guard.
You want to slip off into a lifeless dream.
Where no one can hurt you.
Where no one can judge you.
Where no one can tell you what to do.
You feel yourself wanting to find an escape.
To get away from all the pain people cause you.
To get away from the staring eyes.
To get away from the cocky sneers.
You close your eyes.
Leaving the place of pain and death.
Into the place of numbness and peace.
Leaving the place if worry and bother.
Into the place of carelessness and freedom.
You let a sigh of relief drift out you know blue lips.
Most of the crimson liquid that had kept you alive has left your body.
Your tongue feels heavy in your mouth.
You arms feel limp beside your body.
You tug open your eyes,
Lazily turn your head,
Seeing where you were.
You see white tiles and blue wallpaper.
You feel the coldness of the bath tub that surrounds you.
The now deep red water has turned cold,
As it waits for you to move on.
Your eye lids seem to be suddenly very heavy.
You brain starts to zone out.
A small smile flickers across your lips as the welcoming darkness envelopes you.