Sometimes

Tue, 01/21/2014 - 20:16 -- xeneeah

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Nobody ever knows, but sometimes I get sick, I get really twisted.

Sometimes I get so messed up that I want to leave my skin and disappear.

I'm so afraid to let anyone know because all they would tell me is that I'm afflicted.

I know it's not good to hold it in but I just can't shake the fear. 

 

The fear of failing my parents or god forbid my brother.

Them finding out their model child isn't as happy on the inside like my smile makes me seem.

I feel like they'd dismiss my claim and say that's what's wrong with the brain of another. 

Sometimes I can feel myself slipping further from them, floating down this cold stream. 

 

Of course this is all in my head.

I know they would love me no matter what because they tell me on an daily basis.

I just want you to know that I won't end up dead.

The deamons that I'm fighting aren't tormenting my soul, they're just raining over my oasis. 

 

Lately I've been felling fine, my heart is beating to a happy rhythm.

I found my new hero through music, and now I fell less alone. 

Tyler Joseph gave me hope because sometimes he feels twisted too,sometimes he's a victim.

He told me to stay alive and others like me must not be condoned. 

 

So I feel sick sometimes but now I know that's okay.

It's okay to cry and to lock myself away just for a little while.

If sometimes you feel sick too please don't ever feel shame.

If your feeling sick don't think of letting go, stay because most of the time life will make you smile.   

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