Lost in the dark with no one around,
I listen to those oh to familiar sounds,
My tears which fall from my eyes like rain droplets from the sky.
My hearts broken crys,
A lonely heart,
And a mind which shoits it's falling apart.
No one to turn to their all busy with their own lives,
Beisdes who can help a teenager?
With all their hormones and confused state of mind,
There's no wonder so many of us choose suicide.....
I wrote this when I was 16, I was being bullied, and suffering from serious depression where a number of times I thought about taking my own life. But whenever I told an adult I was depressed they laughed n said "How can you be depressed? You're 16 and have barely lived life!" I thought this a very closed minded response and very hurtful. Teenagers are a big percentage of the amount of people that commit suicide in a year, one of these reasons is the fact that no one takes us seriously when we say we are depressed.
I would love your views on this poem and what it means. Thank you x