#behindthesmile
I say, "They are just thoughts — they will go away."
But these thoughts yell louder than my words ,
Sometimes it feels like my brain will explode.
Depression is living with a dead inner being,
Dragging my lifeless body day by day—
Too many sleepless nights ,
My mind fighting demons.
I am afraid of who I've become.
Afraid to light a dark room,
To face a mirror —
Because mirrors don't lie.
It's funny how I look happy outside
While I'm breaking inside,
Each breath heavier than the last.
Depression is like a death sentence.
It's really hard to leave my bed.
Sometimes I think the world
Would be better without me,
Because I don't really matter.
I'm tired of pretending I'm fine,
Tired of faking smiles,
Tired of answering "I'm okay"
When the truth is — I'm not.
Sep 12, 2025
Sep 12, 2025 at 6:29 AM UTC
Woke up in the morning
Standing in front of mirror
Staring at my self
Giving smile to my tired face
A smile with lots of mysteries
Deep down in my head
A girl standing here
She's broken in pieces by the pain ,
Her emotions faded away
She's wearing the smile
Hiding her tired face and
Covering the tears
She's surrounded by the sorrow, confusion and the lies
Still she's wearing the smile and
Hiding her tired face
She's dealing with anomous feelings,
poetry is trying to healing
She has no one to listen her Complains
She has no one to share memories
She has no one to love
She has no one to make her laugh
She has no one to treat her good
She's jugged by everyone
She's being joke by everyone
Still she's wearing the smile
And hiding her tired face
All she has a mirror whom she look and talk with self
And the poetry her way of healing
And her mysterious smile to cover up everything...
Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 9:12 AM UTC