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Through Those Dark Times

Updated on April 29, 2017
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Brittany Banks is a young woman who is a very organized person. She loves to clean and create new ways to rearrange the house.

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Hide- May 28, 2007

Looking in the mirrors,

The little girl will cry.

Oh my god here comes the tears,

And nobody knows why.

Maybe because people are unkind.

Revenge...She thinks.

She's hurting really bad.

Here comes the pain,

And now she's sad.

Here comes her enemy,

She needs to hide.

She needs her friend-

Right by her side.

Her friend is gone.

He is in hell.

Then she wakes up,

And runs outside.

To go to the shed,

And hide.

Inside- July 5, 2007

All bottled up inside,

Nothing seems the same.

I can't believe I'm saying this,

But I live in shame.

Things seem different around here.

Maybe I want to be left alone-

I fear.

Something has happened.

I can't say.

But life rolls on,

Each and every day.

I'm not letting my feelings out.

Because I'd have to kill myself,

And shout.

I don't want my parents to know,

The secrets that lay before me.

I do love them so,

It's just they won't see,

Through what has happened.

They won't understand me.

Never- October 8, 2007

I look in the mirror

And see to my surprise,

A completely different person

Staring deep into my eyes.

I think about what happened,

Through the years.

As I keep staring,

It brings me to tears.

Do you know why?

Think about all those times:

People hated me.

I don't really care.

Don't worry about it.

I only wish I was never there.

Life- January 20, 2008

I look in the mirror-

And see this ugly face.

I want to be gorgeous,

But I feel like a disgrace.

My friends think doing drugs

And having sex is cool.

I don't care what people think.

I'm not a fool.

I don't know where to go

Or what to do.

My life is a wreak,

But only if they knew.

When home and life is hell,

It's not fair.

Why the hell am I writing this poem?

No one will even care.

© 2017 Brittany Banks

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      Brittany Banks 3 months ago from Spokane, Washington

      I am not depressed as I used to be.

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      MICKEY MOUSE 3 months ago from our World

      Life goes in circle one week you feel sad and next week you are feeling high. It's like blowing a candle and lighting it again and gives enough light to see in the dark room.

      When you feel very depressed listen to this music Somewhere only we know by Keane

      Also, listen to the song Paradise by Cold play

      I think it will improve your mood when you feel gray