Daughter of Despair.

Hi, this is my second post, honestly I wrote this at my lowest, and I'm only being able to share this cuz I've finally pulled through, it's not one of those poems about hope unfortunately. Hoping I can resonate with people also going through difficult things.

She's the daughter beyond despair,

It has bred beyond repair.

A tired soul, veiling her thoughts,

Desperate attempts to unravel the knots.

I have tried most things to help me be,

Satisfaction looks back at me,

Like a weary old friend afraid of all they see,

The daughter, in her words, wants to be free.

It spills and falls and runs like a river,

When all turn their heads, she does violently quiver,

A tempest of distress, anxiety and disgust,

Oh what she'd do to get through it just.

She pushes and shoves till light is distant,

A memory of broken hopes and mistakes,

Smile and push through she repeats to herself,

Locking all she felt in a quiet box instead.

But, it did drain her of her quick spirit,

She felt like a fake, a fraudulent critic,

It tired her soul to think again,

To be the daughter she wished she never met.

my comments on two other posts:
https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1qmyvtf/comment/o1qz1ay/
https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1qob9fh/comment/o20ic3i/