suicidal,
not afraid to say the name,
whatever takes the pain away,
my friends will always say the same:
'you're fine, get help, you're not okay',
this drink means more,
than being brave.
'I'll stop', I'm saying every day.
whatever takes the pain away.

Why do I feel as though I’m faking my way through life. If only I had the faith in me that others do. Then I would feel real.

Behind my smile
I'm sadder than I seem,
I'm more lost than I appear.

Behind my smile
I'm at war with myself,
I'm trapped in my own mind.

Behind my smile
I'm struggling,
I'm in pain.

Behind my smile
I'm overrun with thoughts,
I'm void of emotions.

Behind my smile
I can't go on,
I can't bear it.

Can't anyone see?
Why does no one ask
What's behind my smile.

I become quiet
                                       when it comes to
                                                              ­             talking about my feelings.

Needing some time to get the mask on.




                                                         ­                                           "I'm fine"

Shadows lurk
Shadows hide
Not always being
On the outside

Shadows can steal
Your force to strive
Shadows can steal
Your wish to be alive

Shadows can lurk
Deep in your head
Or loom upon walls
Above your bed

Shadows can take over
The outside at night,
But can shadows take
Your inside sometimes