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A Story Of Depression;; by LivingARealDream
It stands with no tomorrow looking into the sea
It stands with no hope for all you wanted to be.
It stands with no happiness looking into someones eyes,
You know your not what they expected,
They think your making it all up,
Your heartbroken stories are all little lies.
So you believe it when they push you down and stab you in the back,
You wonder 'am I really worth it all?'
When they call you baby or boo,
There's nothing inside them,
There's nothing you can do.
You know your worthless as they tell you and you feel it inside,
Why is there blood on your shirt and on your pants,
Why do you want to just run and hide?
They say it's easy and that your just making up crap,
Its no bulls**t,and there is real pain,
They're making you sore and you feel insane,
They're so tall,you just fall through the gaps.
If someone asked you if this was true,
You would be scared to admit it so you shake your head in an 'act' of disbelief,
It is not hurting anywhere inside,
How could they say that?
Instead your shaking because of sorrow,you really want to die.
You lay your head on your pillow while you look around the room,
You see some happy faces in this place of self-saddness and doom,
You shudder at the thought they don't know why,
You don't either so you begin to cry.
They think it's easy to be such a 'show',
All the cuts on your arms and breaks in your heart,
Are some things you don't want to know,
They think your acting but your falling apart.
At your funeral they'll start to cry,
'God why did you do this to me?'
You never said you wanted to die.
'I wish I would've felt it or at least seen.'
They scatter up your belongings as tears fall from their eyes,
Your smiling down saying 'This is what I felt for so long',
Now your in a world free of pain,
You see them sit there wondering when you will come home again.
They did this to you,so noe it's their turn to suffer amount of time,
But tomorrow you see them smiling up at you,
'You got what you deserved and all this pain',
Now there is nothing while you watch down,
There is nothing,nothing at all,that you can ever do,
And your hoping one day they'll say 'baby,boo I miss you'.
 EmileeCupcake · Sun Jul 12, 2009 @ 06:31pm · 0 Comments |
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