First Drafts
- Depression -
Hiding the frown, hiding the pain,
hiding the tears that flowed like rain.
Saying I'm fine, when I'm far from that.
This ache in my soul rips at my heart.
My skin is on fire, but the cuts are numb.
I burn from within, but my face is calm.
I've built up a wall, so the world stays out.
But loneliness eats away the happiness left.
Each day, I wait for someone
to realize the mask I wear,
and care enough to remove it away.
YOU ARE READING
first drafts | ✓
PoetryFeatured on the Wattpad Anthologies Profile. @WattpadAnthologies As the clock ticks, the pen on her hand taps rhythmically to the words in her head. Her finger runs through the cover of the journal, and her mind goes on a trip to memory lane, bringi...
