Silence of The Broken

Wrote this for a school project. This is based off of my past experiences with depression. Let me know where I can improve! Thank you very much!

Every day I wake up early

Every day I’m expected to feel fine

Every day I push my troubles away

Every night I weep alone in my room

Every night I feel trapped in my own head

Every night I wish my brain could have a power button

I wish someone would reach out

I wish I could be honest about my feelings

I wish people cared

I want life to slow down

I want to smile again

I want my confidence back

My brain is my worst enemy

My tears are a solemn reminder that I’m not alright

My medicine is a crutch that keeps me moving

My emotions are a broken puppet on a string

My brain is the vile puppeteer

My emotions are being flung around in a viscous dance

Every day I pretend I’m fine

Every day is the same as the last

Every day makes me more and more numb

I want to feel again

People need to know about depression

People need to realize it’s not easy

People need to help others

The broken need to speak up

The broken need to educate others

We need to stand together