DeadA Poem by Katherine R.I'm a really depressed person, so I wanted to write a poem about myself. Beware of depression. Seriously. R&R please! It's my first legitimate poem!
I hate myself.
I won't deny it. I'm worthless and all I do is take up space on this Earth. I don't deserve to be alive. It's true. I'm not going to commit suicide or anything, though. I'm too much of a coward for that. That's me! A coward and a weakling. Someone that is just TOO easy to push around. You know why it's so easy? 'Cause I don't stand up for myself. Ever. I'm dead. Or, at least, I might as well be. You see, nobody knows me- the real me. They never have and they never will. Not even my best friends. Not even my parents. Not even my own sister. The real me... She hides, alone, in I corner of my head. A corner of my soul. She's tough. She's straightforward. She's honest. But most of all, she's happy. But she's dying. She's losing the struggle to survive, to fight against this all-consuming depression. She's dying. I'm dying on the inside. So no one will ever see the real me. Never. Not even those who care for me the most. Because I'm too dead to show them. © 2014 Katherine R.Author's Note
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14 Reviews Added on January 25, 2014 Last Updated on January 26, 2014 Tags: Dead, me, poem, depression AuthorKatherine R.AboutI'm a new writer, but I'd still like to write novels and stuff. I'm a huge literature fan and I'm rather fond of poetry. But enough about that. So...I'm creative, secluded, depressed, and a little.. more..Writing
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