The Real Me

I am bi-polar and have great ups accompanied with great downs this was written durring one of those downs. please note that i would like to be reviewed on the content of my writings and not if i correctly spaced things, i'm new to how to post item and i'm working on this i apppreciate ALL feedback, just bear with with me like all people i'm not perfect. thank you all. kirstie rae


Darkness surrounds her, lets no light in,
Her heart broke she’s paying the price for her sins.
Those who try to get in will be lost,
Only to find her paying the cost.
If one is to get in they’ll only see a mask, never the real girl,
For deep inside she hides, deep down within her lonely soul

She reaches out for help, yet says she’ll do it alone
Her sins not even her own soul can condone
She has no strength to fight or go on
She hides in herself, cold wishing for dawn
Yet darkness never fades, sadness never leaves
Even herself she deceives.

Once she had it all and that’s where her heart stays,
Somewhere she recalls her once “happy place”
Some say why can I not love you?
I can’t love you I was never shown what to do.

She’s surrounded by people who care
To her they don’t seem real or even there.
The darkness is heavy, a load she can’t carry alone,
She knows the number but can’t reach the phone.

Will this pain ever leave? Will she ever be loved?
She longs to leave sore the skies high above.
There are reasons to fight,
Keep living her life.
Yet she can’t always find them.

The darkness will seep around her stealing her soul
Making her empty never again will she be whole
She is covered, has many masks, that’s what people see,
They’ll never see the real me.