21. Dead Inside
She may seem alive
But she's dead inside.
How can one live
When the important things died?
She may seem alive
But she's dead inside.
How can one live
When the important things died?
This hit me hard. This is exactly what I felt every day. Without my "friends" I had nothing to think about. I felt numb. With them I can't think about what's happening inside my head.
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You would never know it,
The constant pain I feel,
Because in the light of day
It almost isn't real.
This poem is so relatable. I grew up with a drug addict father who abused my mom. Now that I have gotten older and I understand what addiction is, all it does is break my heart. I always put...
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Emotions.
Do you feel them?
She was numb and frozen,
Yet it dimly sparkled like a dying gem.
When you feel empty and hollow, I feel like it's easy to feel alone. This poem helped me realize that I am not alone and that there are other people out there who struggle to feel again, who...
In our darkest nights and our brightest days,
emotions fill us like tidal waves.
They can drag us down and pull us in,
I feel the tears fall as I lay here and cry.
Nobody knows that all my happiness is a lie.
You see, I can't really smile; I haven't in a while.
"I'm tired," I say,
"That's all."
And in a way, I guess it's true.
In every other way,
When you look at me,
What do you see?
I bet if you look deep enough
You would see right through me.
Anger. Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I've built up inside.
I totally understand you. I am always putting up masks so no one really knows how I really feel or what I'm really dealing with. And it's dragging me down, and it's like I'm being pulled down...
It's hard sometimes to say exactly what I'm worth.
Sometimes even harder dealing with the hurt.
To feel like no one's there during all my pain.
I know that my post is late, but I hope--by some miracle--you will discover it. I am much older than you, and I, too, have experienced a life that is void of human companionship. It is my...
You've had those feelings... you wish your life was done.
You're broken, defeated, and overcome.
Each day more challenging than the last.
Moments of weakness...emotions consistently masked.
Beautiful. Starting with pessimistic feelings, ending optimistically. True.
Friends can change our lives for the better. Life is not to suffer, but to enjoy. How Is left to us to...
So--this is where we are.
After coming so far,
This is what it's come to.
After all we've been through,
Here on my arm lies a mark that I made.
When I was so low, I cut with a blade
To punish my body for being a mess,
Though here is my testament, I must confess...
Hi Sarah,
Thank you so much for taking the time to comment on my poem. It really means a lot to hear that it helps you. I was worried initially to share my poem so publicly as it was...
She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear,
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here.
This is such an inspiring poem. I am a seventh grader with depression and it is because of my loving boyfriend that I am still alive. Please, anyone who is depressed, know that there is...
Depression is oppression.
It's a deadly hidden message
Defined by self-hate.
It seals its prisoner's fate.
This poem is very well written and it gave me chills because of how amazing it is. I'm going through these poems in search of one to use for prose and poetry, an academic event, i take part...
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.
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.
Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain,
Hiding the tears that fall like rain.
Saying I'm fine when I'm anything but.
This ache in my soul rips at my gut.
Thank you so much! I'm so happy my experiences can have an affect on others. I always felt so alone, but it's time for all of us to realize we aren't alone, and we need to stand together and...
I have often been thin. Not skinny or scat
I'm not overly large... I hate the word fat.
I'm 50 years young, full of vim and vigour,
And this menopause, it's taking some figure.
I look deep into your eyes
but all I see are lies
where there was hurt and suffering
there's now a black hole of nothing
I've been dealing with depression for the past three years and suicide is a big thing for me. Thank you, this poem means a lot!
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look around all I can see
is darkness and pain...
I was abused even before birth by my dad's sisters and mom. When I turned 1, dad left this world. Me and mama were thrown out of home by my grandparents. We came to the home of mom's...