Depression Poem by Teens

Be There For Me Poem

I wrote this because people tell me I'm over reacting and to get over it. But I really can't. People don't really understand what and how I'm feeling. I'm just misunderstood. So I wrote this poem for all you to read and realize my fears are actually true.

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© Rachel Wilson more by Rachel Wilson visit Rachel Wilson's site

Published: Dec 2007

Everyone Lies

you say your there for me
but when I really open up to you , you just don't want to see
you act like you care
but when I have these thoughts and break downs I ring and your never there

you don't know what It's like, to want to die
take the rope, f**k life and hold on tight
when I tell you I want to die, it's no word of a lie
its all building up, I'm weak, I just want to surrender the fight

I can't sleep at night, can't sleep anymore
my constant pain, my constant heart sore
all the thoughts of death, I have and suicide
I tell you about them, why do you expect me to hide

I thought you were the one I could turn to when it got to much
well you could of fooled me, my feelings you don't want to touch
I will just stay away, I get it, crystal clear
but one day suicide will take over, then maybe you will realize my fear

its ok, I get it, its not happening to you
so it's not a big deal, get over it, let it pass through
here's the thing I have to say, now it's my turn to speak
never push, me to far
'cuz one day I'll be weak
and found shot dead in a car
please don't push me to far


By Rachel aged 16

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  • by Snow
  • 4/26/2014

I was raped 7 times at the age of 3 by my step-sister. My brother and father are both dead. I've been abused, enslaved. I attempted suicide at least 13 times, now I helped the girl I love go out with one of my best friends just to find out she loved me back.

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  • by Malissa
  • Sep 2013

I love this poem is amazing you are such a strong person remember that<3 I've been there and although it never really stops..the pain or the heartache or depression or suicidal thoughts..if you stay strong it will be worth it that's what I'm telling myself..and I hope it gets better for you <3 I'm sorry I can't say more :/ but you're not alone

Although your sick of hearing it..

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  • by Mika
  • Jun 2013

Thank you for this poem. I feel this all the time I just can not win. Last night I tried but my daughter is more important. Don't give up just turn to God he is always there!!

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  • by Javeria
  • Mar 2013

I'm going through all this too!
and the best way I found is to cry my pain out whenever I m alone!
By reading this poem and reading all the comments I think at least every 2nd teen is thinking the same way!
So maybe we are mistaken and this is the way the life is!
No one ever said that the life is happy and easy.

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  • by Mikh5
  • Oct 2012

I love it. too, that was my real story. Friends say that they are there but when depression come I feel like I'm in desert. I'm alone. I am emo:(

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  • by Isis, Baltimore
  • Aug 2012

I feel the same way. Everyone says they're there but never take the time to be. I kind of had the same problem but it was more homicidal. I did something my family members didn't like and they started acting like they know me.. it made me even more upset because how dare you pay me no attention when I'm angry but when I do something "crazy" you yell at me and can all of a sudden write a whole book about me??? and then told me the "crazy" thing I did should have gotten all of my anger out. It didn't. I'm still angry, but I'm becoming more depressed than angry now. I'm getting really suicidal. I haven't done anything suicidal yet though. Just a lot of insane thoughts. Glad to have read this. I don't feel alone.

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  • by Michelle
  • Feb 2012

Oh wow, I can't begin to explain how beautiful this was! Exactly, no one will ever understand the pain a sad person feels inside, who is always sad. Especially when you come for help and an ear for uplifting it's like talking to a wall, because they don't wanna hear it. or they think it's an episode that will go away... but it never does it just gets worse!

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  • by Karen, Hartford Ct
  • Jan 2012

look I love your poem.... it made me feel like someone out there understands my fears ... at school I have "friends" but they wont understand me because they are not going through it ... the pain that we keep inside of us because no one ever listens is crazy. It's a hectic feeling really
you get it because you lived it and I really do love this poem. .

btw... : you have an amazing talent ... I guess we best express ourselves through writing <3

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  • by New Mexico
  • Nov 2011

Believe this; You are what YOU think.
You must change the way you think. If it is pain you think, it's pain you will get. I know it's hard, but it must be done. I have been going through the same thing for a long long time and everytime when I am alone, I clear my mind of everything and remember that I am what I think--I am #1 in my life.

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  • by Alexandria
  • Nov 2011

Dang, I feel the exact same way. Everyone always tells me they are here for me but when I need it most its like I'm invisible.
I really loved this poem (:

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  • by John, Australia
  • Oct 2011

I know what you are going through me feel same way like I've got a veil over my real face hiding all the feelings inside unable to reveal them for fear of losing the ones I love

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  • by Lizelle
  • May 2011

Umm hey I know how you feel I know you get that a lot so do I, I know that people don't understand but I honestly do, I'm not gonna be ashamed to say this either but I'm the emo kid, I'm just the loner. I can't trust anyone because I think no one cares. That is such a lie. I care. I honestly don't care about myself, that's how emo I am I know people don't understand but try to be strong and by saying that you are gonna think "everyone tells me to be strong". I hate when people do that but at least try.

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  • by Brianne
  • Feb 2011

Wow, I feel your pain sweetie but just hold on life gets better. God put you here for a reason so take advantage of it and learn from others mistakes. I am going thru the same thing.. Believe me life gets better. Just think to yourself what about the ones that really do love and care for you, what would they have!

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  • by Rebecca
  • Jan 2011

I feel this way all the time........ It's terrible like when you want to kill yourself cause I want to as well but I don't wanna leave my friends or family or anything so that's the only reason I'm still here!!!!!

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  • by Ashlee Marie, Wazeeka
  • Jan 2011

I feel your guys pain as well, when I was a child my mother and father were separate living souls, and when I was ten my father took me from my friends house, and when I fell asleep he came in drunk and raped me, no one ever thought it true until I started cutting, I got help and the lady I talked to and confirmed with helped me a lot. Get help, if you speak it will get a little better each time. Promise. Depression can always overcome you, but its possible to overcome depression!

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  • by Ashlee Marie, Wazeeka
  • Dec 2010

Long ago in the skies so blue, I played with my friends, my father a brute his tales of his past life had nothing to do with me, but then he came one night slinking into my bedroom, all smellish of Dewar's and Jack Daniels. I just laid in my bed fast asleep to the sound of the tree branches scratching the window pane. He sat on the edge of my bed, made a grunting noise deep in his chest, it bubbled up and to his throat making me arise from my slumber. My life ended right then and there he put his hand where no daddy should ever put their hands on a daughter. I shoved it away and whispered, "No, please don't touch me like that daddy!" Mom was gone, it was time for sleep, and daddy was this big creep, he smacked me across my face left a red mark that would surely bruise. I started to cry and kissed my lips, he said, "Dear child of mine, that is not worthy of your father, do as I say and no harm will come to you and your mother." I cried as he told me to lie flat on my back.

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Wow, that really related to my life. I know it's like that with my mom and I. She is always saying "you can tell me anything, I'm always there for you!" But when I get the gut to tell her, she turns her back to me. I thought talking to my mom about my feelings of being depressed would be easy. I was wrong. This is a great poem! I love it!

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  • by Matthew, Texas
  • Oct 2010

I am currently going through the same thing. I was diagnosed with severe depression and have attempted suicide. The thing that's messed up is that my own girlfriend turns her back to this and said to me "What is going on? Are you doing this for attention? I am not and will not deal with you like this." I know how ya'll feel and want to let ya'll know you are not alone.

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  • by Desiree, Utah
  • Aug 2010

I understand this I felt like this when my mom was married to this guy they blocked me out, pushed me out and never helped me. I got to the point I was so sick of it I started cutting then my ex boyfriend told me I should go to someone to talk to and it helped me out a lot you guys should all try it

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  • by Licia, Colorado
  • Aug 2010

Honey I feel your pain, I am currently going thru this same type of thing, I can only hope it gets better for all of us that feel this way.

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  • by Jasai ...
  • Feb 2010

- this is how I feel nearly everyday. this website helps me reliaze that I'm not alone... that I can over come this, that there are other alternatives then to slit my wrists or think of suicide every day. My darkness usually comes at night, where I lay on my bed alone, feeling the heartache melt into my chest, but not being able to keep it arriving, every night I cry myself to sleep, wondering will I ever get a decent nights sleep., remember Rachel, I know you get sick of hearing this, I know I do but it is true, we aren't alone, and we can get through this.

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  • by Jolene , Okotoks, AB Canada
  • Jan 2010

Hey, thank you for writing your poem made me feel not alone, I was diagnosed with suicidal depression a bit over a year go and my friends and family told me I was just looking for attention and to get over it. No one will ever understand your pain but you, but people can try. Keep your head up kiddo and never let go.

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  • by Jesse
  • Oct 2009

I know the feeling. I am currently going through it. Most can't tell from the way I hide it so I don't trouble them, but most of the time no one understands or gets what I'm trying to forget. All the memories that haunt me that keep pushing the good ones out, I can't stand it anymore. So I've been talking to someone about it. Thanks for sharing your feelings too.

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  • by Ciera Walker
  • Jan 2009

this story really touched me cuz I'm going through the same thing thank you for writing it out you're my inspiration =)

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