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Eternity
To my very last breath.
I hold this promise.
I vow for that I have done well
My voice spoke up when needed.
My heart let out when wanted.
To my very last breath.
I keep this unspoken word.
For that I have truly loved.
For I have truly hurt.
For my thoughts have been nothing more.
To my very last breath.
I will smile with uncertainty.
I will fight the tears with laughs.
I will cry behind shut doors.
I will pretend everything's okay.
To my very last breath.
I will put on a facade.
The world has been truly perfect.
The family has been forever happy.
The life I live has been changing.
To my very last breath.
I will stay hidden in the shadows.
The lights will stay off.
The storm will slowly grow.
The words I write will stay hidden.
To my very last breath.
I will cover the truth.
Hide my tears.
Hide my fears.
Hide my scars.
To my very last breath.
I will do what is right,
And to my word.
My eternal promise.
I will hide the truth.
I write my soul.
I will read the pain.
To my very last breath,
I will say.
I have truly lived.
Fighting. Battling.
Facing the enemy.
But in this war.
I will try to win.
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I wrote this poem when I felt like my whole life was falling apart. My depression was bad and I was becoming invisible to my friends, family, and the world. Writing this poem was the best things that happened to me. This helped me speak up to my parents and tell them what's been going on. I want this poem to inspire people to fight depression and overcome it. You can always talk to someone and things do get better.