Mental Illness Poem

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I absolutely love this poem. I do like to over analyze some poetry, but this poem could mean so much. This poem really touched my heart. I know how it feels to be there but not actually be...

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Lie Out Loud

Published by Family Friend Poems March 2022 with permission of the Author.

I cry alone
But dance in crowds
I whisper truth
But lie out loud

I hide my hope
But make believe
I dare to dream
But daren’t achieve

I lose my smile
But play at bliss
I take my aim
But often miss

I walk so weak
But fake my force
I proudly speak
But hear remorse

I scream inside
But battle brave
I delve down deep
But I’m not saved

I cry alone
But dance in crowds
I whisper truth
But lie out loud

ABOUT THE POET:

Mark Bird is a primary teacher in London who has loved writing since the age of 11. He discovered poetry when he found an old tatty book of poems by A.A. Milne. Mark writes because he enjoys inventing characters, places and events that never existed before. He loves to write inspirational poems and stories; whether that be humorous narratives or work exploring children’s emotions. Mark has had his children’s poems published by Gill Education, The Caterpillar magazine and most recently, in Macmillan’s “The Best Ever Book of Funny Poems.”

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by Amy Dean
2 years ago

I absolutely love this poem. I do like to over analyze some poetry, but this poem could mean so much. This poem really touched my heart. I know how it feels to be there but not actually be there, faking every move. I've been dealing with multiple mental illnesses and traumas, I'm only 14, but I am always told that I'm more mature than most kids, or more understanding of this dark world. I have been getting better, but this poem just goes to show that somebody can look happy, or completely fine, but they are actually dealing with a lot and faking every move. Each word is just a bluff.

by Mark Bird
1 year ago

Thank you so much for sharing your kind and honest feedback about my poem. I hope you're O.K. For every person that doesn't get you, there are many people who understand. It took me years to start sharing how I feel, but now that I do, I find empathy in even the most unlikeliest corners.