Life is a Lie

Death is freedom From this lie, To live is to Exists in false hope, In death I am Still a captive, In life I'm in false hope, But all I hope for Is Truth or Deceit, I am an indefinite presence, With the wish for a known Basis to go on...

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Nothing I can do

These are the thoughts and feelings i battle constantly; everyone around me seems draped in the grim shadows of depression sadness and fear, terror of what won't come, and here i sit, with a blank stare and an open heart.

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Friendless

You see me smiling from the outside, But you don't see how I feel in the inside. I admit; I fake at being happy, But who can blame me? I have no one to talk to Not even my "friends". Oh why, oh why, do I try When nobody says "Hi." ...

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pain with a smile

I can't stand it. My music isn't loud enough to make me deaf. My blade isn't sharp enough to make me dead. I push you all away. Wishing your happiness to stay. I will leach you dry. Suck the glee right from your eye. Steal the thing you wish to share....

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A Noir- Prolouge

It always rains here; the somber mood of this city can really get to you. It's not the darkness, nor the gray solemn streets; it's more like a dismal spirit hangs over this city. I should know, as a Detective I was always knee deep in the murder that...

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Nothing

The depression like a never ending decay causes pain and looms above every place you venture, following you like a shadow.

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The Box

#2 of poetry this was written in the midst of a severe depressive cycle and may not be for everyone. i suffer from depression and have done so since i was thirteen.

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Filler

There was a cracked man, Who had a cracked heart, Something happened to this Cracked man, That made his Cracked heart much worse, He didn't understand, It didn't affect him, He just accepted, Now the cracked man... Is a broken shell of what he...

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A One-Man Masquerade

To avoid the awkward question, i never looked sad around anyone when i could help it, even when depression held me under a cloud of despair.

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Paradox

Love is the main conduit for my "depression" and i know it for a fact. but it is mostly the lack of it that drives the deep and almost infinitive sorrow and angst that i feel more than i should.

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Moonless Night.

First time writing something ever. Please comment to let me know how I did, or how I can improve. ~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~ Baying for my love. Without a star in the sky, No moon to give light. Sitting in the dark. Snowy...

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Silence

Some like silence, they crave it like a drug. I hate the silence, sometimes quiet is violent. There's no hiding. I'm forced to deal with what I feel. There is no distraction to mask what is real. Inside that silence it screams the truth, I am...

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