Inspirational Poem

I have been depressed and suicidal for almost 3 years. It's hard dealing with the mood swings and the sudden urges to cut. But through these 3 years, I've realized that cutting is only giving in to your inner demons. Being strong is what kept me here and I plan on staying that way.

Found

© Ronni Merriweather
I know Iím smiling but donít take it as for what it seems
'Cause the only time I'm happy is when I'm in my dreams
'Cause my life is that lonely kid cast out in the shadows
Full of tears, frowns, and many lost battles

Down in a black hole trying to escape depression
But you can't run away from what will always be your reflection
And as you run away reality is getting nearer
And instead of changing you, you try to change the mirror
But what do you do when the mirror falls down?
Breaking apart as it hits the ground

And now you have nothing to hide behind
And now you need the courage you have yet to find
Because fear and sorrow are just emotions that play tricks on your mind
Trying to prevent you from making your life and dreams intertwine
But instead of giving in you try to break out
Rebuilding the happiness that fear and sorrow take out

Because the obstacles you have aren't important it's about how you handle it
Because fear can only be as bad as you imagine it
And sorrow comes with tears just as gray clouds come with rain
And then it will pass quicker than it came
So just be proud you didn't cut yourself with the mirror's glass
And just know that the worst already passed

But if you look in a mirror again, look with open eyes
So if you don't like the out, you can take a look inside.

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Published: Dec 2012
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  1. Pimpsy_ Submitted on Tuesday, February 18, 2014

    For as long as I can remember I don't have a great memory I've never shown weakness towards anyone or anything. No one knows my inner self, showing weakness is one of my biggest fears. But at random moments my inner demons come out to play, they try to control me, but I show no weakness towards them. I'm stronger but as much as I put a front up I get weaker but there's an easier way to take away the pain.
    Sucide or keep fighting? What if I lose? What if they win? Then I''ll have my strength pick me up and help me

  2. Annie, Californis Submitted on Friday, April 04, 2014

    This poem is really very inspiring.............making us confident to know what we are............are

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