I hate smiling, Because it’s always fake. I hate laughing, Because it’s always empty. I hate this heart,

Where do I go Where do I run When each breath means pain The pain of going on Which is far worse than

My hopes have turned into air I simply could not care Spring is here My time is near Depression’s terrible snare

The fall is less frightening Than the ledge upon which I stand To fly like a bird is freedom To stand like a monolith to pain i… The water looks so calm below

They scream He cries She laughs Sound can be a powerful thing Songs can touch the heart

The smile hides the tears The laugh conceals the pain The jokes save them from his suffe… “I’m fine” he says “I’m okay” he says

When you’re too tired to feel Too numb to care When there’s no one there To hold you close The Darkness obliges

The words on the pages blur Fading away in a mist A mist of tears, floods In a waterfall, Like so many drops of blood

Your inability to see What’s killing me Endlessly This is my destiny A loop of death

He is lost Alone Is he dead? Is he alive? Trembling hands

Writing poetry at 4 am Is not as romantic as the poets sa… It is not with love I write Or hatred It is neither

The frost on the trees Glittering in the morning light A shroud of purest white Lies upon the field A blanket with the waves of a sea

center WILL HE JUMP? HE STANDS THERE WAITING

Slip on the mask Can’t let them see you cry Smile through the pain Tolerate living for one more day A mask of lies