Shards

This is a poem about depression, I think it's fairly self-explanatory.

What

Could you do

To me

That could

Hurt me more

Than as I am?

No matter

How

I am,

No matter

What

I do,

I still hurt inside,

A splinter

In my soul.

My heart

Has broken

Into a million shards,

Piercing,

Shredding,

Breaking me

From the inside.

At times,

The pain vanishes,

And I am left a shell,

A void,

Empty

Inside.

But,

When I least expect it,

My chest explodes,

An I can't help but

Double over,

Cradling my stomach,

And cry my pain out.

People don't see

This me,

Because they never really look.

I'd love to end my misery,

But I don't know

When I fell apart,

So I find myself

Impossible to fix.

Author's Note

This is more of a monolouge, so my stanzas follow my thought process(Which is an abnormal thought process), so ignore the stanzas.

Reviews

[Anjali]

this poem is really deep, and another fact that is really annoying me is that why this poem didn't got any feedback. i mean, its beautiful! the way you expressed your pain is just amazing.
'people don't see
this me,
because they never really look'
these are my fave lines, and its the reality!

[mae23]

This is such a powerful piece of writing. I loved every line! Your style is intriguing and leads you to be on the edge of your seat. Wonderful job!

[Raj Sahu]

You wrote it very well. I like your story and style. Keep writing. 😊

[Farhan Shaikh]

This is deep, i really like the way you've written your feeling in words