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Just a Glimpse of Me


Just a Glimpse of Me A glimpse within my mind I often cannot findWhy does it hurt so bad to be me What is so wrong so horribly wrong with me Why can’t I be satisfied with what life I have Sometimes I wish the end was near I often live in a life time of fearSecond’s, minutes,hours are a struggle I wonder at times what these pills will find inside My body aches and hurts all day These pills may help me one day It’s an endless struggle to live in my shoesTo breathe the airI try to breathe To blink my eyes so maybe I’ll see In some form of some sort of way I feel that the end is near and I’ll drift away Just a glimpse of meSome other people have it worse than I do But, I can only see my visions of me Why does this worldhave to always be mean For I wish I had the answers to question I’ve sought Only to find an empty pale at the end of my rainbow People say I’m my worst enemy Maybe this is true but, you brought this upon me From a child to an adult you’ve taught me to dislike The person inside me Just a glimpse of me I can’t handle another day of this The times when I open the front door to escape These horrible feelings inside of me I wish I could break I wish my life made sense I can’t handle not knowing why I’m so dense I can’t help but permit the light to shine through I feel so crowded I feel so dense The pain inside me is so intense I wish my life made some kind of sense My mind is cluttered like damaged goods I am a nothing Just a glimpse of me A sad and sore spot of nothing Living with depression is killing me slow How much further does one person have to go I don’t think I can do anything right The day’s moments are tough and not right I look back upon where I’ve been and it’s a horrible life Everyone seems to be so much better than meConfidence is goneI left it at the door Just a glimpse of me Written and Copyrights By: Deanna M. Culver April 2013
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