I'm Not Okay
I smile in front of you,
I'm laughing with you.
I can joke around
and be happy with you.
Yes, I can do anything
to hide this pain.
Pretend that everything is fine
even if I'm broken inside.
I'm living in a society-
where I don't belong.
People don't understand me
and don't believe me.
My depression is so deep
like the ocean that I couldn't dive in.
My anxiety is so strong
and is slowly making me frail.
I want to be free,
I don't want to
linger in this situation.
Can someone get me out of here?
How am I able to reach out?
Will someone even attempt to
extend their hand and help me?
Will they hear me screaming inside?
I am not okay,
who's going to believe this?
Are they going to say
that they're also feeling the same way?
I want to end my life,
would they understand this line?
Would they lend me a knife
or help me lessen the pain?
I want to shout out loud
that I'm not really okay!
I wanted at least someone to know
that I'm broken and need to be fixed.
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Thoughts, Feelings, and Experiences
PoetryPoems are written because of experiences and imaginations where knowledge and feelings unites. When it hurts, it hurts but it's all right. Feel the pain and let poetry speak for it. 📌Poems can be triggering for some.
