So Ive been super depressed the last few days, and apparently its given me inspiration. Its a little rough. I just wrote it a few minutes ago and i just kinda jotted it down as the words went through my head so be nice. I dont usually share my poetry but I figure I dont know enough people on here that care anyways so here it goes...
Physical pain?
Beat me.
Break me.
Knock me down.
Ill be back on my feet in no time.
Matters of the heart?
Jealousy.
Regret.
Love.
Might as well be a knife in my chest.
Ive gone this long.
Thought I was over it all.
Over you.
Over us.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
Thought I was heartless.
So what is this ripping pain where it should be?
I was careful.
Let no one in.
I guess I let no one out either.
I try to ignore it.
Smile and pretend Im okay.
Do you see through it?
Turns out a broken heart hurts far more,
When its self inflicted
Physical pain?
Beat me.
Break me.
Knock me down.
Ill be back on my feet in no time.
Matters of the heart?
Jealousy.
Regret.
Love.
Might as well be a knife in my chest.
Ive gone this long.
Thought I was over it all.
Over you.
Over us.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
Thought I was heartless.
So what is this ripping pain where it should be?
I was careful.
Let no one in.
I guess I let no one out either.
I try to ignore it.
Smile and pretend Im okay.
Do you see through it?
Turns out a broken heart hurts far more,
When its self inflicted
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deviousbacon:
I'm definitely over it now. I started writing in high school to deal with my depression. It's the only time I write
0o111111:
Yeah, pretty much same here, except I started writing in middle school. My early stuff is really lame, but I'm pretty proud of my later stuff. Anyway, glad to hear you're over it. Hope you're doing well. 