The great depression

Wall around my soul

I smile
I laugh
I even look happy
But deep down inside,
I hurt
I feel lost
and depressed
I don't want to be living
I hide all my feelings
to fit in with the rest
My reality
is really just a f***** up dream
When I smile,
I'm really hurting
When I laugh,
I'm really dying
I've done this,
hiding my soul
for so long now
I don't know
how to tell anybody
how I feel.
The wall that is built around my soul
was built too strong
And I am afraid
that when I finally have the strength
to break the wall apart
I will be too weak
and it will be too late
for anyone to help me
to guide me through the rest of my life
without the wall around my soul
Open.
Free.
Dead.


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