Gothic journal

 

 

 

Gothic journal

 

Everyone laughs,

Is it my fault that I can’t name things?

So what if I made a poem about a flower,

So what if my poems can seem dark and depressing?

 

That’s how I make my poems feel.

Because really that’s how I feel.

No one knows the real me…

Not even my closest friend.

 

No one has ever known the real me.

Only I know the real me….

And I put the bad in poems….

 

If I have a problem,

I write a poem.

If I’m sad,

I write a poem…

Everything wrong in my life I write poems about….

 

Well not everything….

So not even the people who read my poems will know me.

No one knows the tragedy,

I’m so well at hiding things……

 

I used to cut myself…..

Only one person knows…

And the only reason I told her is because she was complaining about her life.

The scars will never go away…..

But yet no one notices….

 

I cry my self to sleep,

I cry when I get home,

I’m even crying now…..

 

On the outside I’m fun and lovable,

I’m an indestructible rock!

On the inside I’m screaming.

“Let me out! Oh please someone help”

 

But no one will ever know all of me.

And that is why I have different friends for different things.

And I write poems to help get stuff out…..hopefully.

Author's Note

what it's like to be a goth.....

Reviews

[C.]

First, Hello, lol. I actually thought this was not "nonsense" if you understand. I know how it feels -to feel, per say, not understood by others and sometimes you want to tell but you can't so you keep things to yourself. ...Poems are definitely a good therapy-stress relieving exercise...keep it up =.]