Depression- In Poetry

I am staring.

At the wall.

Staring at nothing.

Nothing at all.

I feel nothing,

I show nothing,

I hide away,

From the world,

From pain and suffering.

They don't know,

They don't care,

They've never been here,

Where I am now.

I'm fighting,

Always fighting,

For my life,

On this battlefield.

This battlefield is that

Of depression and separation,

Suicide seeps into my head,

But I must fight it away...

JenerationExotic JenerationExotic
13-15, F
1 Response Feb 21, 2010

lol thx