There's a monster inside of me,
Eating away at my smile,
He takes all of my sadness
And makes it a file.
These files are all stacked
Up in my brain.
Now my whole life just
Consists of pain.
It's such a problem
That i can't sleep.
Nothing works...
Not even counting sheep.
When i'm in public
I hide my tears.
It's been this way
For several years.
I hide my sadness
Behind a fake smile,
But the pain won't go away...
Not for a while.
The hardest part is
Hiding when I cry.
It makes me feel like
I'm going to die.
I feel like I'm
Slowly going insane.
But I'm not
The one to blame.
Blame the monster.
He goes by the name....
Depression
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PoetryI'm publishing selected poems I wrote throughout my life. • WARNING • Some poems can be triggering, because the poem itself can have depressive, self harm and/or suicidal thoughts
