Fake

Sighing every two seconds.

Trying to feel my emotions.

Tierdness blocking my vision.

Is this really me?

The small pill meant for happiness.

What effect has it given me, nothing but wanting to be free.

The sickness has it's grasp on me.

Preventing me from liberity.

Tearing my way out.

Clawing my insides.

Not finding where I should be.

Not escaping from the darkening sea.

Do you see me?

Author's Note

Be honest. That's all.

Reviews

[Silvario]

a serious, and seriously well written, piece. loved the structure and tempo. this piece comes right out and drives the message home good and hard, thus forcing a response from the reader and i, for one, love it when an author can do manipulate my emotions. its a sighn of great talent, in my humble opinion.

well done indeed :)

[Marlena]

I liked this. It shows a lot of feelings that most people hide from, and I also think you captured them very well. Very nicely done.

[Last Lying Look]

So I'm going to assume this is about anti depressants. [I hope I'm not wrong]
I used to be on anti depressants. They didn't work too well.
I just got off of them a few weeks ago and I feel real again.
I feel better than I have in a long time.
This is an extremely well written piece and I'm glad you posted it.
Keep up the great work.
-Elissa :)