SmileA Poem by Angel_Rose1979A quick tale of a person who was told to hide their depression.
Smiling is good,
That's what they all said, So I tried the best I could, But I still found it as painful as can be. They wanted me to hide it, They didn't like me crying, They begged for me to try it, Although I really was trying, I guess they couldn't see it, Because on the inside I'm slowly dying, But I can't quit, Because I know they hate to see me crying. So I did my best, I put on a mask, It was almost like a test, Because this was no easy task. I felt like I'd been city cursed, My mood began to fall apart, As my condition worsened, And began to rip at my heart. Then one day I decided I couldn't take it, I got ready to face my fears, It was time to end it, I was tired of hiding my tears. Now I'm gone, I became unknown, I did as they said I should, My time here is now done, I died alone, After all, in the end, they all lied, smiling isn't good.
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2 Reviews Added on February 25, 2017 Last Updated on February 25, 2017 AuthorAngel_Rose1979Cedar City, UTAboutI'm 15, so naturally sometimes my grammar sucks, sorry bout that, but I mostly just write macabre and creepy poetry, sometimes based on mental health, just wanted to be able to put it out there more..Writing
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