Shit rant poems

Crying Sideways//The Depressed One

Fuck

Why can't I

Scream

Without

You

Looking
Up

Or

Over

Your

Shoulder

To

See

Because

I

Think

I am fine

And that's

Just how

I deal with things

And how

I'll deal with things

Because I have been made to believe

It work

So disregard

If
I'm

Fine

Or not

Or whether

I'm ok

Or if

I'm just pretending

To be all these things

And

Forget

The invisible pain

I feel

That

s
t
a
b
s

Me so eloquently

And

It

Will

Go

Undiagnosed

Until

I

Am

At

The

Climax

Of

The human condition

And

When I feel

The

Full

Effects

And

My

Sickness

Dies

Along

With

Me

And

Alongside

My

Humanity

But

Somehow

Not

My

Words

Even though

I think