We fight for those we cannot have,
We cry for those we cannot help,
We hurt for those who don't feel the pain yet,
We still try.
We kill for those we cannot fix,
We break ourselves for people who don't care,
And let things go.
We hurt ourselves so bad yet,
We still try.
Why can't we all feel the same?
Why can't we all be okay?
Why can't we all bear the pain?
Why do we always try again?
Why can't life be easy?
Why is it always so breezy?
Why do we fall for the false things?
We all wait 'till the alarm rings.
Yet,we still try.
Yet,we still die.
We still get up and pretend we don't feel,
We pretend this isn't real.
We all pretend life will get better,
As we all break and whether,
Into people we don't recognise.
We don't know who we are anymore do we?
Yet,I still try.

This poem is about me and other people trying and worrying for things that we have no control over,pretending that life will get better if we do.We soon then begin to realise that as we begin worrying and putting time into things that are out of our reach,we lose contact with ourselves,and the people who really matter.

What happens when you feel a way that you don't really experience that much?
A way in which you feel like your stuck in an endless cycle,
A way that internally feels like there's nothing there to reach for,
A way in which your emotions become unwanted.
What happens when it becomes apart of you?
A way in which it enters you like a virus,
Keeping you trapped in an emotional fa├žade,
Tearing you apart until you feel like you can't have control,
Using you to make itself claim power over your inner being.
What happens when it interferes your daily life?
It slithers its way around your mind,tricking it with false perspectives,
Making you wish you weren't born into this world,
Cutting your ties between you and your self-respect,
Distracting you from what makes you the most happy.
What happens when it becomes too strong for you?
Sitting there,wasting what's left of the real you,
Giving up on someone you have worked for your whole life,
Wanting to exit something that is made for life forces,
Cutting the real emotions from the fake ones,
Realising that these emotions have been gathered by something unwanted and uncalled for.
We just let it be,
We hide it.
We see it,yet ignore it as it grows.
We don't listen to people when we need it.
We take responsibility for others fault's.
These are nothing but broken steps,as we see it.

The quietness caresses my ears,
As each moment goes on.
The peace without my others,
Makes me feel strong.

The subtle vibration movements,
The tranquillity of the room,
Begins to bring out my feelings,
And all ends too soon.

I begin to hide myself with strong emotion,
I gave up the cure and brought out the sick.
The tranquillity flares into red fire,
As my inner self begins to play the trick.

I needed my others after all this time,
As my feelings corrupted into regression.
Every flicker of pain matched with the quietness,
As I didn't even think of confession.

The quietness burns my ears,
As each moment drags on.
The peace without my others,
Now seems so painfully wrong.

I feel trapped inside a cave,
Of which is wrapped with pain.
But every time I am with you,
You keep me sane.

My heart is torn into two,
And I feel unsafe and full of fear.
But whenever you talk to me,
I always feel you with me,here.

My mind spins with regressed thoughts,
And my desire to give up is more than strong.
But every time you ever do anything with me,
It makes me feel like I can go on.

The pain attacks me with unnecessary worry,
And my deep sadness grows within me.
But whenever I feel broken,unwanted and troubled,
You unlock me from my cage and let me be free.

I feel like i'm never ever going to be good enough,
And that people only look down at me and walk away.
But you make me feel as if i'm a person,
And that I should stay.

Thank you for everything you've ever done for me,
This is all I can give,
Your a beautiful person inside and out,
And an important reason as to why I still live.

this poem is mainly about a very important person in my life which is my best friend,called Eve.She helps me with all my struggles with depression.

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