Sunday, March 29, 2009

Hidden Depression
You want me to talk about it?
About the constant pain
Caused by remembering
Unable to forget the loss
Always hurting inside
That's why I hide it from the world
Keep silent in my misery
Some say misery loves company
But I dont' want to share it
No one should hold theese feelings
No one should have to know
About the constant suffering
Willing the end to come
But unwilling to steel something else
From the ones I love
I can't talk about it
Just remembering brings the pain
The moister running down my face
I hate them
The tears
They betray that brave front
Showing my vulnerability
Just trying to live through it
Through life one step at a time
What's happened can't be rewond
The unshared story
Dying to get out
But I keep it trapped locked up
Away from those who try to see
Trying to be happy
Cause that's the only way to keep
From Crying
Trying to hide the stabbing I feel
A I even fooling you?
Is all my effort a waste?
No. It keeps me sane
Even if you see through
The mask I wear
Seeing through my cover
Through the forced smile
Under the happy
Smilig face
Hides a secret
A hidden depression
I wrote this because my mom thinks that I should talk about loosing my brothers more often. Because that's how she gets through it. And she doesn't think that I should keep it bottled up. Well this is why I keep it inside. I needed to write something inspired by a picture. And if you haven't read my other blog this is a picture that I took of my best friend. I thought that this poem and subject went well with this picture.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Solitude

Solitude
Standing strong
Out of the crowd
Being different
Who cares what they think
The robots of conformity
They don't matter
Their minds are lostin the worls
While you hold strong
Voicing your thoughts
doing the unpopular
Not to rebel,
But because you want to
Stand strong
Nothing can sway
Your strong roots
Showing how you feel
Showing who you really are
Nothing can stand in your way
You hold firm
Walk with a purpose
Unchanged by the world
A solid force
Trying to show people
That its good to be different
But no one listens
You stand alone
Tall and strong
In Solitude

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

The End
Is it here or there
Near or far
There is no way to be sure
It is undefined
The unseen force
Swaying everything in it's path
Leaving sadness and joy
It is coming
There is no way to escape
It continues Relentlesly
Making memories
It is the end