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Pain & Depression


Pain runs through me like a overdose of drugs and alcohol

Pain is what makes me scream to the top of my lungs

It causes me to feel out of place everyday

But I can't never get to stop

Pain represents who I am inside

Depression defines me in every way

There are no other emotions but pain itself

The verbal and physical sources of pain breaks

Me to the point that I just fall apart

Happiness is just a unbelievable myth to me

The feeling of depression tears me to shreads

I feel like I don't my self anymore

Living in a world that has nothing for me

Suffering is what I'm all about

When I look at myself I see pain

Staring at me with critizing eyes

Making me feel ugly inside and out

Its taking every hope I have left

And crushing it with its bare hands

This what I see calling myself pain

And I hope you see it too

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Princessmarie182

I am fellow poet myself and I really enjoy spoken word and bringing my feelings out to the world and people I really love and I also love to sing.

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