Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2018
I’m happy.
Line one was a lie.
I speak with desperation in my voice.
If only i knew what happiness felt like.
If only happiness had tasted my depressed lips,
Maybe then i could breathe easier at night.
Instead i sit and stare into the empty abyss around me.
I cry out for the monsters that surround me,
But even their sounds don’t affect me anymore.

Although i'm only human,
I disguise myself in my thoughts.
I barely feel anymore,
All I feel is emptiness.
And that emptiness has become the only familiar feeling surrounding me.
I say to myself that I’m okay.
I say it will get better.
But only if that was the truth.
Then maybe I'd still be here.
Helen Carter
Written by
Helen Carter  22/F/South Carolina
(22/F/South Carolina)   
224
   --- and CjordanK
Please log in to view and add comments on poems