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I have cuts and I have bruises.
A hollow heart of despair that oozes.
Pseudo smiles and dried up tears,
a relentless mind of foolish fears.
Overwhelming feelings, intrusive thoughts,
Self-deprecation, a stomach of knots
Numb and empty with vacant eyes,
The phrase “I’m fine” is a web of lies.
The corners of my mouth, a permanent frown,
Just on the verge of another breakdown.
Aching and breaking from invisible pain
That no one can see so I must be insane.
I’m yelling, I’m screaming, but out comes no noise .
Trying hard to hold on for the sake of my boys.
But I’m lost in a darkness that never ends,
A burden I place on my family and friends
They say that they’d miss me but I think they’re wrong.
How can you miss someone that’s already gone?
About this poem
This poem depicts my struggles as a mom with depression while trying to hold it together for everyone else.
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