Really been feeling depressed so i sat down and wrote somewhat of a poem it doesnt rhyme like one but its what im feeling inside: Title Trapt in My Body Trapt in My Mind No source of release except to retreat use to be free to be all i could be trapt like a rat with no way to be me. Fear so strong it runs my life for me. At one point life was wild an free now all i feel is anxiety that runs threw me. Noone understands the feelings of doom that i feel noone understands the fear that makes me ill. They constantly think they have answers for me but sometimes i feel death is the only way to be free! FREE TO BE FREE !!! No more pain and torment no more looks and laughs and no disrespectful bratz no more uncarring husbandly spatz. Feelings of lonliness so deep in my soul it constantly eats at me like a cancer that grows. Even when they tell me they love me this much there is no room for it to run amuck. So what kind of life is fear and torment with noone understanding what it feels to be dead. If im already dead why am i so tortured by walking around like im dead in the water. So someone please if you can explain it to me why on earth these feelings must be. I guess theres no answer im left to my doom so i guess i except it and stay in my room!
Posted on: Fri, 14 Jun 2013 00:14:30 +0000