The valley of death
A river of sadness
The sky darkens
And the sun disappears.
My happiness fades
As the anger comes closer
My mood going sour
And I yell at someone
My sister, my mother, my brother, my father,
I lose my temper
And scream until my voice is broken
I'm in constant stress
But I tell no one
I keep it to myself
And hide all my feelings.
Years later I still struggle to tell others how I feel,
I still yell
It's like I'm always angry
But I hold it inside now
I bottle it up
I don't want anyone
To have to deal with me
I keep my problems to myself
And I don't trust anyone
People ask if I'm okay
But all I say to them,
Is that I'm just having another bad day.
So I smile and pretend
For the benefit of my friends
Because I don't want them to worry
I don't want them to fret
Because frankly,
I'm not worth it.
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Poetry
PoetryThis book can't even be described. It's just a book of the poetry that I've randomly written. Sometimes they're really short, long or moderate. Enjoy! ~Love, Fids
