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Why am I so heartbroken?

My soul aches, My heart breaks. A tear in my eye, I'll forever cry. I wish my pain away, I wish it away today. Why does it hurt so bad, Does this make him glad? Why does he douse my inner flame? Was this breakup my blame? What did I do to deserve this? I just wish I could have one last kiss. Why am I so heartbroken? A depressed soul I'll always be, Everyone will always see. I will be strong, Because he was wrong. This is now the past, It's going very fast. Love so simple, but hard to say, It keeps me living another day. I'm drowning in thoughts of how things use to be, My chest was shut tight, complete with purity. It's been a bad day, I'll try letting it not show, Another sad day, I'm just letting it go. Why am I so heartbroken?

Am I alone?

I get a funny feeling, it comes from deep inside. I get all mad and angry, wanting to go and hide. My doctor calls it depression, my dad says it's just me. But the thoughts and feelings, no one will ever be able to see. Some say I'm psycho, some say I'm just weird. It's like I'm a different person, and the old me just disappeared. I get really edgy, I want to commit suicide real bad. Then I get a headache, followed by feeling sad. I wish I could get help, I wish it would go away. Maybe if I keep praying real hard, it will some day.

Life is a Prison

Life is a prison, Oh God let me out. No one to listen, To hear when you shout. Climb the walls of insanity, Ride the waves of despair. If you fall it don't matter, There's no one to care. Used to wish for a window, To see birds, trees and sky, But you're better without one - Stops you aiming too high. Watching freedom is painful, For those locked away. Seeing joy, love and happiness, Another price that you pay. Strong is good, weak is bad. Be it false, be it true. Your mind makes the choice, And enforces it too. Cell walls built by society, With rules to adhere. If you breach the acceptable, You had better beware. Hide the pain, carry on, Routine is the key. Don't let on that you're not, What you're pretending to be. Lock it all up inside you, How badly that bodes. Look out for that one day, When it all just explodes. Leaving naught but a shell, Base functionality too. But killing all else, That was uniquely you. So how do you grow, With a timebomb inside? Or how to defuse it, Without destroying its ride? You can't.
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