This is just a something I wrote in one of my "severe depression" moments. don't know if you can call it a poem or not.
Longing to be free
A lie, a fake, a facade
Hidden is my true self
Camouflaged from their eyes
Unspoken to their ears
A lie to protect myself from the pain
A fake to be similar
A facade to what I truly am
Longing to be free
Shielded am I and yet being destroyed by my fear
Shining with light but consumed by darkness from within
Longing to be free
Free from the darkness that consumes me
Free from the falseness that poisons me
Free from the pain that kills me
Longing to be free from the darkness that has plunged me into its endless void
But
Afraid to leave the darkness and be truthful in the light
Afraid to be exiled by those I love
Afraid to be leave the hollow comfort provided by the void
I curse
I cry
I scream
Some say I am wrong
Some say I am right
And other say it’s ok
No matter their reply
I still lie to protect myself from pain
I still fake it to look and sound the same
I still create that facade to hide my true self
I am still consumed by the void
I am still afraid to leave its hollow comfort
And still longing to be free
Longing to be free
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Re: Longing to be free
Something tells me you need a hug *applies lots just in case you need more*
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