Dead On The Inside

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

Copyright Sylvermyst

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Why am I even alive?

What's the point I ask?

Everywhere I look I see death and destruction.

I get so depressed sometimes.

That nothing seems to matter anymore. 

I want to die.

Why have I not just killed myself?

Because I am scared,


and alone.

I need help, but no one hears my pleas. 

Why am I alive when I all I feel is pain?

I miss being happy and full of life.

Where is that girl I used to be?

I used to be so strong. 

Now, I am weak. 

Can nothing help? 

I want to be able to live for how ever long I've got without suicidal thoughts causing me pain. 

Tell me I matter.

Tell me it gets better, I don't care if it is all a lie. 

I want to feel important. 

I want to know someone cares. 

I know that the world does not revolve around me. 

Words cut deep like a knife making a fresh wound and being bullied surely wasn't fun. 

I try to tell myself all they said were lies, but sometimes being told something over and over.

Begins to feels like the truth. 

And sometimes I just feel dead on the inside.


Submitted: October 11, 2014

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This is amazing! I love how you used the different fonts to show the different expressions. So much better than if you had just left it all in regular font.

Sat, October 11th, 2014 1:14am


I'm glad you like it. I just wanted to try something different and get my emotions out as well. Thanks for reading!!!

Fri, October 10th, 2014 7:58pm


I like the use of the fonts. This is simply amazing. I love it.

Sat, October 11th, 2014 3:09am


I am glad you liked my poem. I just wanted to do something different. Thanks for reading.

Fri, October 10th, 2014 8:12pm


I am so sorry for how you feel. Never think you don't matter because you do. You're not alone. It's the demons and depression talking that drowns you. You are better than them. I hope things get better for you. Stay strong and keep fighting

Thu, October 11th, 2018 2:18am


Thanks for the read and comment. Life happens sometimes it takes you down a dark path.

Wed, October 10th, 2018 7:21pm

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