Depression
Everybody thinks of suicide
Some feelings you can not hide
Why do people think it is to hurt others
Maybe it is because we're tired of hurting our "brothers"
If I were to die
This would be the reason why
I can't handle the pain
I don't want to go insane
If I leave
It is not so others would grieve
It is for myself, yes "selfishness" you may call it
But you will believe what you want even if it is "bullshit"
I always thought is was dumb
But what is left if you become numb?
The pain hurts too much for me
And people don't really care, that's why we leave
My true feelings are locked up inside
They are not let out, because of my pride
I have a look of innocence in my eyes
But I am torn up deep inside
What to do
I am really blue
I wish I was a lcoud and could float away
But I am not, so it's a price I have to pay

written in 1991
*Copyright Trixey 1985-1999
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