::Depressing much?
2:24 p.m. - 2005-05-26
Not much to write about today. I told one of my friends,Anna-May, about this diary but I don't tell her all about it or even where it is. It's my own secret place!
I wrote a poem about how I feel in the summer. I dont think it's very well written and it reminds me why I gave up on one day becoming a poet. Tell me what you think (if anyone reads this). I want to become better.
Oh, and just a warning, I like to write my poems in my speical dark place. Don't understand? You'll see..
The warm summer breeze does nothing
To defrost the chill that has settled deep inside me
The bright sun mocks me
while I sit in the shadows and wait
I try to cover my ears
but I can't stop the voices
that haunt me wherever I go
even when I leave, they continue to follow
I don't know what to expect
for each day seems differnt then the last
but as it begins to blur in my mind
I realize it was the same all along
yet I still cannot escape the cycle
and I sink deeper into myself
the darkness grows and surrounds me
and I try to fight less and less
I find myslef drifting down
light as a feather
into a weight
that forever traps and binds
until I can no longer breathe
and my life starts to slowly seep from me
the simplest words
ans I attack
to protect myslef fom further harm
but the damage already done is too deep to change
I return to where I belong
scarred and drained
I work to become a shadow of what I once was
and then the cycle starts again
Umm....So there it is. I feel a little better since I got this out, but sadly this doesn't even scratch the surface. One day I will become strong enough to fight, and then I will finally conquer my opression and regain myself.
I miss me sometimes....where did I go?
