They say that this is only a

phase but little do they know

that this has been going on for years.

This darkness that covers me

from head to toe is fatal.

This darkness makes my

self-esteem become weak.

They tell me to just smile through it

but I can’t deal with this darkness,

that is a part of me.

I am told that everyone has love, happiness, and trust.

But this darkness covers up the truth.

So, is love; lust?

Is happiness; depression?

Is trust; betrayal?

Which one is it?

This darkness is too much and it

makes me feel as if I’m not good enough.

All I get from people is to smile...

it is only for a while. 



This poem is about: 
Guide that inspired this poem: 


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741