Little Dead Girl

Little Dead Girl

A Poem by drob
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Fighting depression has many costs

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I dont feel alive anymore
This is not my life
I have the same space but there is no light
I cant breathe because there is to much air
And dont tell me I have quit because all I do is care
I care about you and our home
Just not about me and my life
And in that life I see you are trying to hang in there
Holding on to every thread until its bare
While you think I am letting go
I am not
I am swinging and crying and fighting with all i have got
Its just right now I have got not
I dont have the love you deserve
Nor the patience you have earned
I have anger and venom that attacks you and burns
I have tears and regrets for things never done
I have this space deep inside thats empty and hollow
Where a part of me has already died
Her body rotting and destroying my insides
What do we do with her, this little dead girl inside
Ive tried beating her with little result
And appeasing her is to feed the dark
Im inside a vacumm just me and her
Lets see who will win this turn

© 2017 drob


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Added on July 13, 2017
Last Updated on July 13, 2017
Tags: Depression

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drob
drob

savannah, GA



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I am new to writing, but I love words and what they can do. Not sure I write anything specific some personal things and other silly. I have never let anyone read my things before so I look forward to .. more..

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