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Identity
Identity
How can I feel like I belong when I've lost my identity, How can I be happy when I feel pain in great density, How can I love myself when I don't even recognise who I am,
How can I make decisions when my head is crammed, Crammed full of bad thoughts, voices and pain, Crammed full of negativity, self doubt and shame,
How can I smile when I just want to cry,
How can I live my life when I just want to die,
How can Move when I feel completely numb,
How can I be happy with myself when this is what I've become.
A monster, a robot, a burden to all around,
A waste of space, a failure, a lost soul that can't be found,
How can I talk when my heads so busy I can't think,
How can I rise up when all I do is sink.
Who have I become, how did this happen,
I once had hope, now my future is blackened,
Living in a body which no longer feels real,
Covered in skin, skin I can't feel,
Living with a head, a head that wants me dead,
Living with voices which fill me with dread,
Living in pain, living in sorrow,
I'm not even living, so I pray for no tomorrow.
So angry, so sad what I have I become,
How can I feel so much pain but also feel numb, Detached from me, scared to be in my skin,
Living in a body with no control and a voice that wins.
Who am I?
How did this happen, my identity has gone,
I'm withdrawn Megan?
How can I feel like I belong when I've lost my identity, How can I be happy when I feel pain in great density, How can I love myself when I don't even recognise who I am,
How can I make decisions when my head is crammed, Crammed full of bad thoughts, voices and pain, Crammed full of negativity, self doubt and shame,
How can I smile when I just want to cry,
How can I live my life when I just want to die,
How can Move when I feel completely numb,
How can I be happy with myself when this is what I've become.
A monster, a robot, a burden to all around,
A waste of space, a failure, a lost soul that can't be found,
How can I talk when my heads so busy I can't think,
How can I rise up when all I do is sink.
Who have I become, how did this happen,
I once had hope, now my future is blackened,
Living in a body which no longer feels real,
Covered in skin, skin I can't feel,
Living with a head, a head that wants me dead,
Living with voices which fill me with dread,
Living in pain, living in sorrow,
I'm not even living, so I pray for no tomorrow.
So angry, so sad what I have I become,
How can I feel so much pain but also feel numb, Detached from me, scared to be in my skin,
Living in a body with no control and a voice that wins.
Who am I?
How did this happen, my identity has gone,
I'm withdrawn Megan?
Published 9th Jan 2024
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9th Jan 2024 4:14pm
A waste of space, a failure
no one who can share their feelings like this is a failure. your rhymes are excellent your heartfelt pain is not only obvious but perfectly detailed.
one great thing about writing is that it can get out those depressive feelings on a page. it can be theropudic. if it helps keep writing.
and welcome to the site
you have a lot of talent.
no one who can share their feelings like this is a failure. your rhymes are excellent your heartfelt pain is not only obvious but perfectly detailed.
one great thing about writing is that it can get out those depressive feelings on a page. it can be theropudic. if it helps keep writing.
and welcome to the site
you have a lot of talent.
15th Jan 2024 9:31pm
Hi Megan
I hope this writing is not your life as you have a talent that will be seen here by some of the most amazing writers anywhere on the net and they will give their honest opinions.
Keep writing please
Richard
I hope this writing is not your life as you have a talent that will be seen here by some of the most amazing writers anywhere on the net and they will give their honest opinions.
Keep writing please
Richard
