Depression Poem

I'm unhappy. But nobody can tell. I hide it.

Iím Dying On The Inside

© Ashley
You see a smile on the outside
But thatís all you can see
What if tears run down my face on the inside?
You hear a laugh on the outside
But thatís all you can hear
What if Iím crying out for help on the inside?
You smell the scent I wear everyday on the outside
But thatís all you can smell
What if it smells of death on the inside?
You feel soft, smooth skin on the outside
But thatís all you feel
What if Iím being torn apart on the inside?
You taste sweet lips kissing you on the outside
But thatís all you can taste
What if my lips taste of blood on the inside?
You can tell Iím happy on the outside
But what if you canít tell Iím dying on the inside?


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Published: Mar 2009
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6 Stories on "Iím Dying On The Inside"
  1. devin Submitted on Friday, June 05, 2009

    right now this is how me and my girlfriend are, I suffer but she don't know it

  2. Hailey, Illinois Submitted on Wednesday, December 30, 2009

    This is just like what I go thru everyday. Nobody understands how much I hurt

  3. Adam, North Carolina Submitted on Saturday, March 13, 2010

    This is like me and my girlfriend, I used to show her how I felt but she got angry at me for being sad all the time.....

  4. Sami Submitted on Monday, April 12, 2010

    I swear this is me. I try to tell people I hurt but they don't see it. They just see what they want to see, a perfect girl with no problems but they could not be more wrong about me.

  5. Ashley,Texas Submitted on Wednesday, January 12, 2011

    It's how me and my boyfriend are. He gets mad because I don't show my emotions towards him he just doesn't know that if I did it would be pain and sadness. No one can see so, no one can help. My wrist are the only evidence of my secret depression. I want help...I need help. but I can't find it..

  6. @china Submitted on Thursday, April 07, 2011

    omg this is my poem of the day becuase I feel the same way, like me and my boyfriend was going through drama and he thinks that it's ok for him not to say how I feel about it but it hurts me deep inside to think that he don't care, so I just leave it alone while I still have tears that I hide from him

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