I hide away my pain
Born with too much pride
Feeling as if I'll go insane
I run but I can't hide
My heart beats slowly
Even when I've died
I walk slowly in the ocean
Burying myself in the tide
I can't show you my pain
I've become numb to this
This pain won't go away
Too die would be bliss
Too live would be melancholy
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Hidden Pride
PoetryYears of depression bottled up and pour out. TW//: d*pression, su*cidal thoughts, self loathing, etc All poems are the authors original creation. Do not steal!
