My Kingdom

Im a princess
And this is my kingdom,
People call it sadness,
Loneliness,
misery,
An i live in it.
Im happy,
At least people say i am,
I have no voice,
But they say i talk beautiful words,
Im blind,
But im told i see the world in a gorgeous way,
My people are called memories,
They are divided in
Depression,
Anger,
Mistakes,
And Lost memories,
Depression is a big part of my kingdom,
They walk slowly and cry every night,
Cut themselves and vomit everything they eat,
And when they feel ready they commit suicide,
Anger are my soldiers
And they attack many kingdoms with the help of Bipolar,
Mistakes are the nobles of my kingdom,
They like to remind others of their work,
And to see the others reaction,
And at last,
Lost Memories,
Many dodnt know that they existed,
They like to live in the shadows,
They are hated because of their,
Stupidity of being tricked
And feel love.
This is my kingdom
And my people are happy,
That means im
Happy.

Reviews

[Jetta Zippora]

This is beautiful and gut-wrenching. I love the way you write. Your words are pure passion and emotion. I can't wait to read more of your work, friend. Keep on writing. You have talent and a unique voice.

[Neo]

The last three lines remind of situations where people want you to be happy because they don't understand depression. They don't understand that depression is a sickness of the mind and not easily cured by just telling you to be happy.
This is a really gorgeous poem, and thank you so much for sharing.

[Amelia May]

i love this too. =) i hope you write more. don't ever stop. please...

[Castil]

I love this