A Poem

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Registered: 07-15-2003
A Poem
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Sun, 12-21-2003 - 1:34am
I can't remember where I found this, but I didn't write it.

How can I explain to them how I feel

When I don't know myself what is real

Is this face I show, the one that they know, the one so cheery and all aglow--

Really a mask that hides the true me, One too horrible and disfigured to see

Streaked by tears, Stretched by pain, Eyes searching for one they will never see again

My mood swings daily from Joy to Despair, I wonder at how I continue to care-- about any and all things to do with my life, for I see mostly shadow and dwell far from any light

Each day is completed as if climbing a hill, with great effort and force of will, I believe it is hope that sustains me still.

For what reason or purpose I do not know, perhaps my voice will someday say no, and convince someone else not to go

To save someone else the pain I feel and allow themselves some time to heal

Again, I didn't write this but doesn't it just fit depression?

Pamela

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Registered: 04-07-2003
Sun, 12-21-2003 - 2:58am
Very definitiely Pamela and oh so true.

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Registered: 07-18-2007
Sun, 12-21-2003 - 2:54pm

((((((Pamela))))), what a powerful poem.

 

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