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The Me Inside of Me
I search my soul to find a way
to make through the day to day
what I find inside of me
are things that I don’t want to see
I wish that I could find a way
to make through the day today
without the flow of tears and pain
that transforms to fiery rage
I remember when I used be
more in control of me
the things I find as time goes by
is my other side gets lost inside
the person I want the world to see
gets suppressed by pain and misery
inside of me the me that's real
gets overwhelmed by what I feel
I try to push and fight the dark
and let some light into my heart
but what I find when I try to fight
the dark inside devours the light
I cannot stop the endless flow
it seems that pain is all I know
there once was strength inside of me
when I was who i use to be
but this me Ii have now become
cannot repair the damage done
in this broke and weakened state
I lack the conviction and the strength
to fight the dark and misery
and the pain inside of me
if I could search and find a way
to make it through the day today
then maybe I could find the strength
to stop the flow of tears and pain
if I could let the light shine in
maybe I could see again
then I could let the world see
the person I am supposed to be
but as it is the dreaded dark
is casting shadows across my heart
absorbing all the strength from me
that my heart so dearly needs
and where I’m left is where I am
a broken, weak and damaged woman
to make through the day to day
what I find inside of me
are things that I don’t want to see
I wish that I could find a way
to make through the day today
without the flow of tears and pain
that transforms to fiery rage
I remember when I used be
more in control of me
the things I find as time goes by
is my other side gets lost inside
the person I want the world to see
gets suppressed by pain and misery
inside of me the me that's real
gets overwhelmed by what I feel
I try to push and fight the dark
and let some light into my heart
but what I find when I try to fight
the dark inside devours the light
I cannot stop the endless flow
it seems that pain is all I know
there once was strength inside of me
when I was who i use to be
but this me Ii have now become
cannot repair the damage done
in this broke and weakened state
I lack the conviction and the strength
to fight the dark and misery
and the pain inside of me
if I could search and find a way
to make it through the day today
then maybe I could find the strength
to stop the flow of tears and pain
if I could let the light shine in
maybe I could see again
then I could let the world see
the person I am supposed to be
but as it is the dreaded dark
is casting shadows across my heart
absorbing all the strength from me
that my heart so dearly needs
and where I’m left is where I am
a broken, weak and damaged woman
Published 20th Sep 2013
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20th Sep 2013 8:20pm
Comes across as a monologue portrayal of depression (speaking having known someone clinically affected).
21st Sep 2013 2:29am
21st Sep 2013 3:55am
This is a great portrayal of the masks we bear their weight increases the more we fight until it feels we can no longer walk with heads held high but, the fight is not in vain our struggles show a strength inside of all of us. Maybe a side you could portray in another work. As always your words are beautiful keep up the good work.
21st Sep 2013 3:59am
Again, thanks for reading. You seem to have an almost better understanding of my poetry than most people that have read in the past, and that's pretty rad!
