Through the shrieks of incoherent lies,

I hear a whisper of the truth.

I try to grasp the deceiving sighs,

yet I cannot hear.

The voices speak of love,

and not of revenge, nor hate.

They speak of passion and desire,

but they speak too late.

The echoes of many destructive words,

of betrayals cruel and hard to forgive

reverberate throughout my mind,

where their poison kills my will to live.
Unknown "lil lovley" Feisty - 16 years, 4 months, 9 days ago

I wait while the tears

flow from my eyes.

I recall everything,

The truth and the lies.

I'd sit alone

And make the words rhyme…

It was a distraction,

A way to waste time

Why I was so sad,

I never knew.

It was just an illness…

like a cold or flu.

I turned to God,

And begged his aid.

I couldn't sleep

In this bed I'd made

God deserted me,

So I turned away.

Depression made me

who I am today.
Unknown "lil lovley" Feisty - 16 years, 4 months, 9 days ago