My Eyes Poem. Without knowing writing became my way of dealing with the constant thoughts running through my head.

I was diagnosed at the age of 16 but i had known something wasn’t right since i was 12. I continued to live not knowing if what was happening was normal or if I needed so speak out. I stuck with the first one and went through my own personal hell that noone could see and that I couldnt explain. everyday and everything i did was exhausting, only because of the constant, and hurtful words screaming in my brain that refused to stop. Although while going through these struggles i started to write. And before i knew it, it became my way of coping with the terrifying thoughts in my head. Below is the first official bit of writing ive ever done that also helped explain what im going through to my boyfriend and close friends.

 
Depression, Anxiety and OCD,
Aren’t usually the first things you see in me.
But take a closer look and then you’ll realise.
The pain was held back, but escapes from my eyes.
 
I’ve lived this way for many years.
These eyes have withstood a thousand tears.
When you finally know it’s not a big surprise.
To see past the fake smile just look into my eyes.

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