What Your Eyes Can’t See

A poem about depression.

Sorry if it was too deep but, there are a lot of people living the same.

Photo by Kat J on Unsplash

You don’t see the hell I’m living,

Because I only show a beautiful smile,

But if I tell you how I feel,

You might have tears of a crocodile.

I don’t blame you for not seeing,

For my problems, you are too good,

Even though I am smiling,

Deep inside, your eyes never understood.

There is a voice screaming to be saved,

There is a voice screaming for help,

But your eyes can’t even see,

How tight is the inside belt.

The collapse of my damaged soul,

The pieces of my broken heart,

And the big wall blocking me,

Is what your eyes can’t see.

Thanks for your support. You can read my previous poems listed below: