Tortured Years

            It's the worries and the way  ,                                                                                                                they say what they say,                                                                                                                        the time that you spend just hiding away,                                                                                            their words are like knives,                                                                                                                   that just send you far away,                                                                                                                long days of scared strolls,                                                                                                                   as their scaring words take their toll,                                                                                          hidden behind smiles,                                                                                                                    the pain stores away,                                                                                                                       digging its way,                                                                                                                                   deep inside my mind,                                                                                                                          don't want them to see,                                                                                                                         or hear their tearring spears,                                                                                                             happy faces and glowing smiles,                                                                                                       cover up the way I feel, stairway crys and muffled sobs,                                                                      the hurt seeps further,                                                                                                                            I just want it all to go away,                                                                                                                  my time was once short,                                                                                                                         but then someone noticed,                                                                                                                   my inner frown,                                                                                                                                      my saddened ways,                                                                                                                               the pain I could feel way deep down working loose,                                                                                                                                         once again,                                                                                                                                                but I wrote it down and kept it away,                                                                                                     the web of pain surrounding me,                                                                                                         then I snapped, the hurt exploding,                                                                                                    tears streaming, people wondering,                                                                                                                                            a question in mind,                                                                                                                              a plan for success,                                                                                                                       some help that got me,                                                                                                                       in the right direction,                                                                                                                       never letting it slip,                                                                                                                         they still knew,                                                                                                                                 now I can move on,                                                                                                                          with your help,                                                                                                                                     to be the person,                                                                                                                                to help someone else            ,,      

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