Four Depressed Poems
Silent Screams
The silent screams
are in my head.
And yet I see no
evil nor do speak.
But still my mind
shouts louder, stop!
These vice emotions
eat my soul like
parasites of Beelzebub.
With razor teeth
they shred my brain
which makes me want
to run and scream.
Vice Masks
The masks we wear
and hide ourselves,
each day and night
a different face.
We fear rejection
of our truth
and thus disguise
in these facades
our darker selves.
So many times
have I desired
true acceptance
by mankind.
Left Me Broken
Thus did I trust
these strong emotions,
opened up and
reached inside,
I gave my heart
with open arms.
They took and threw
it on the ground,
walked upon it
screaming, Ha!
They screamed and
laughed and left
me broken.
Trapped Inside
Trapped Inside the
Earthen core
I waited long
but no one cared.
I tried to touch
the human souls
but no one felt it.
And all this time
all I wished for
was one kind
spirit to reach
out to me and
my strong love.
