My Everyday Life

My Everyday Life

A Poem by Anna Clark

As I wake up, I hear them.
My demons, as they say.
The thoughts that destroy me
Each and every day.

I stop eating.
I stop feeling.
I have to make myself bleed,
Just to feel alive. 

Hiding the pain has become easy
I can put on a smile for them.
They don't suspect a thing.
It's less trouble that way.

But sometimes, I am truly happy.
I have a real smile.
I laugh until my cheeks hurt.
I still hurt, every once in a while.
I look in the mirror and cringe.
I take a shower,.
Continue with too much makeup.
To make a real-life filter to hide my flaws.

© 2016 Anna Clark

Author's Note

Anna Clark
I know it doesn't rhyme. Its off the top of my head right now. I write the most truthful when I don't think too much.

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Would you like a fake perfection to a friendwearing a mask, or a less than half nice person who you know will truthfully laugh with you 5 minutes, and cry 15? Thank you for this, indeed truth comes when you dont think too much. Thus if you think too much to please them, you'll never please yourself, thus being able to please others while you enjoy it all. By the way, honesty makes this one better than something changed, arranged and altered so as to rhyme, in my opinion.

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Added on May 7, 2016
Last Updated on May 7, 2016
Tags: depression, heartbreak, love, pain, cutting, sadness, sad, hurt, angry, struggling, self image


Anna Clark
Anna Clark

Bend, OR

I'm 18 and I love writing, I write poetry and short stories. I love animals and my family. more..