Nothing comes outta' my mind,
It's empty, nothing to find
No words, no meanings, no emotions I can portray
Cause' everything is dark,dull in my display.
~
People look at me
To say,"Oh! Who is she?"
But what do they know about me?
There's a soul inside, longing to be free.
~
I just want to be alone,
Put me inside a room,
A room,dark and doom
That is when I will bloom.
~
Let me alone, let me be myself
Don't talk to me, I will to you, if I need help
Put me there, there, where its deathly dark
No one knows that there's where I spark.
~
And finally, I will come out
As a person, once they spoke about.
Here I am, a human
As a person, who I was, back then!
~By Mia M♥️
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Any poor souls who could relate to the poem above please raise your hands up!
I figured a lot of teens go through this phase of depression, unable to be themselves and be the person they want to be.
I was person who always advised people to always think on the brighter side of things and asked themselves to stay away from things that made them feel that way.
As I time went by, i realised that i had to take a dose of my own medicine... never in a million years I thought i would go through depression. Unfortunately or fortunately, i was in denial. It was good because i avoided being pessimistic and kept leaving the negatives behind, but it was bad since all of those unrecognised incidents finally led up to a point where I couldn't take anymore. I couldn't share it with anyone at that time since no one seem to understand what i was going through.
That is when i wrote this poem, i wrote what i wanted to do- i wanted to be left alone with my thoughts to sort everything out-unfortunately everyone around me failed to understand that isolation is what i wanted, it was what i needed. They kept interrogating me about why i was soo . . .different, since i was a hyperactive and happy kid.
So yeah, eventually i started feeling better, figured out what made me feel better from that cage of distress and now everything is good- everything is gucci ;). . . I think!
Please vote and comment. Feel free to talk to me if u feel down..trust me that is the first thing you have to do.
Until next time,
Peace!✌🏻
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