I'm FINE

Wrote this in a math lesson when I was feeling pretty sh*tty and I wanted to cut but I couldn’t so I wrote this instead...
Shamefully I lower my head
Rather then cry instead
I feel alone in this world
Death is the magic word
My pain hides deep inside
If I said I’m happy then I lied
My mind is shattered
My soul is battered
I’ve lost all hope in life
I may as well just die
You try to give me a helping hand
But you’ll never understand
Really I’m FINE
F= f*cked up
I= insecure
N= neurotic
E= emotional
This is not all I feel
I’m starting to make myself ill
I may as well dig my grave
I think of all the time I’d save
I grab a spade and run outside
I jump and dodge trying to hide
I find a spot and start to dig
I’m quite small so I don’t make it big
I work until the sun starts to rise
And when it does I shield my eyes
Sun shine is like happiness to me
That’s why I hate it
Maybe one day I’ll be able to face it
But until then I dream of death
Knowing I’ve dug my death bed

By tamara minaoui
Published: 1/2/2007 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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