This is one of my first poems and I am 12. No this isn't how I really feel. Well sometimes in my dark days and.... well just go ahead and read it and tell me if its all right okay?
I am broken.
My heart bleeds in depression.
I swim in the blood of my own being..
I long for love,
but it keeps hiding from me.
When I see love its a little whisper in the shadows
taunting me to chase it.
But when I chase it, it disappears behind the corner.
I am broken.
My Heart bleeds from the intenseness squeezing it.
I drown in my blood.
I long for happiness,
but it runs from me.
When I see happiness,
its not my own
and never will be.
I am broken.
My heart explodes from the force of confusion.
I die in my blood.
I long for thankfulness,
But I'm not so thankful.
I have nothing to be thankful about.
I am broken.
I have no one.
I am broken.
My heart bleeds in depression.
I swim in the blood of my own being..
I long for love,
but it keeps hiding from me.
When I see love its a little whisper in the shadows
taunting me to chase it.
But when I chase it, it disappears behind the corner.
I am broken.
My Heart bleeds from the intenseness squeezing it.
I drown in my blood.
I long for happiness,
but it runs from me.
When I see happiness,
its not my own
and never will be.
I am broken.
My heart explodes from the force of confusion.
I die in my blood.
I long for thankfulness,
But I'm not so thankful.
I have nothing to be thankful about.
I am broken.
I have no one.