I am a human being, filled
With various frameworks inside
My body is filled with blood,
Circulating all throughout her
Heart is pumping through her chest
Made up of sensitive emotions.
On a peaceful night, I lay on my bed
Thinking negatively about myself,
Continuously wondering the ‘what-ifs’,
Tossing and turning for ‘it’ to go
Away from this horrible stillness,
I want to run and scream until
My voice is hoarse from this
Never ending darkness consuming
My inner self—heart, mind, and soul—
Left wandering in a sad world where
Loneliness, uselessness, anxiousness
Failure, Anger, Disappointment…
“Get out!”, one side of me yells but
A meek yet susceptible voice overpowers
The screaming is as loud as thunder, yet
As silent as the wind, it pushes me back
With a force strong enough, I stumble
And I fall onto my knees letting
The tears flow like a river.
Made up of sensitive emotions, I
Cover it all with jokes and smiles, and
Excuses and facades are what
Keeps them from worrying. Don’t
Worry, anxiety, depression…
Why do you keep coming back?
A/N: The photo attached is my own. Don’t even think of using it without my consent. Also, this poem is kind of like a draft; I let my friend proofread this for me two weeks ago and I just never got around to edit it because of school, and I also don’t want to lol (for now).