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How are you
How are you?
this isn’t me
doing what I’m doing
I want to be free,
Free from all of the booing.
My life is dark.
All I am is scars.
Life is hard work,
These are my worst fears.
I no longer have a god,
My life is sin.
I’m outlawed.
I’m spread too thin.
I want to feel alive,
I’ve been praying
But can I survive?
I’m decaying!
Is my heart cold?
Please heal the pain.
I should just fold.
I’m going insane,
I’m going nowhere!
How do I shut the world away?
This is a living nightmare,
Every day is Monday.
I question my existence,
I question me.
I need distance.
Why can’t you see,
See the tears in my eyes?
am I invisible?
My life is so unorganized.
Are my problems fixable?
That is what I think when somebody ask me
“how are you?”
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My poem is about how may people with depression dont show how they feel. I feel like writing this is really putting it out there (Hopefully) that depression is a real thing and it is very powerful.