The Process of Healing

I'm emotionally frustrated.
Tired of sentimental feelings
This is taking too long
The process of healing
And I feel like crying
But my tears won't drop
I may feel like dying
But my life won't stop
My mouth's taped shut
And I can't even talk
So I'm stuck writing
The battles I've fought.
The lessons I've learned
I've learned so young
Wishing I was right
But I may be wrong.
For one, it may sound cliche
But all love is just a game
Our Heads are above clouds
Until the emotions are played.
I learned to not follow my heart
Because it may be misleading
I rather trust my mind first
It's more worthy of believing.
Friend is a skeptical idea
With a voice over to tell
One rarely exists to them
Unless one serves them well.
Hard not to dwell on the past
When history repeats itself
It's better to forgive others
Than try to forget what I felt.
It hurt at the moment
It hurt for a long time
And it still hurts now
But it's easier to hide
Yet I feel a bit stronger
Each day that passes by
But every now and then
I feel weak again inside.
Yet I'm still fighting
I'll never give up
There's too much ahead
For my life to stop.
♠ ♠ ♠
Maybe the short description isn't accurate, but the poem has to do with the struggle to get out of depression (if you haven't read some of my previous poems before.)