Depression Poems

Poems about Depression

Depression has a different quality than the normal range of sadness that you may feel throughout the day. When you are depressed you do not feel like being with anybody. You either sleep way more than usual or you can hardly sleep at all. Similarly, your appetite is either nonexistent or increases dramatically. Your energy level goes way down and you have a feeling of hopelessness about life. As difficult as it may be it is important to get out of the house and get some help. You are not alone.

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1. Depression

This poem describes the pain of feeling depressed.

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- By Patricia A Fleming
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2019 with permission of the Author.
Depression Is A Monster

Depression is a monster
That destroys both heart and soul.
It tortures without mercy
And consumes its victim whole.

Depression is a monster
That destroys both heart and soul.
It tortures without mercy
And consumes its victim whole.

It cripples and disables,
Making life too hard to cope.
It can make each day a nightmare
And leave a person without hope.

Some people feel this sadness
From the time that they are young,
And believe that they are different
And can't be loved by anyone.

It's reinforced by parents
Too depressed themselves to care
For that child they're supposed to love,
But instead forget is there.

Depression can be nurtured
Through violence and neglect
And fists used only to degrade
And words used to reject.

It's hidden in those bullies
Who torture and demean,
Who use their words like weapons
To destroy all self-esteem.

It's fueled by those substances,
That are used to help escape.
From that endless pain depression brings
And that unbearable heartache.

It can cause someone to just give up,
To lose all strength to fight.
It can annihilate one's very soul
And make them take their life.

Yes, Depression is a vulture
That will make anyone its prey.
There is no one who deserves it,
And there is no one to blame.

We don't need to make a judgment,
But we need to be aware
That those who suffer through this pain
Just need the world to care.
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2. Glance

Sometimes I feel like I'm surrounded by people but I still feel alone. When I wrote this, I felt so alone and was crying. Tears fell as I wrote this, but I felt better after I finished.
- By Ashley Reyes
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2020 with permission of the Author.
Hiding Behind A Mask To Pretend I'm Okay

Glance, but don't stare.
You're not supposed to see the scars that I bear.

Don't listen, just speak.

Glance, but don't stare.
You're not supposed to see the scars that I bear.

Don't listen, just speak.
You do not want the answers that you seek.

You smile, I smile back.
Look at the mask, don't notice the crack.

There's a monster in there I'm trying to hide,
But she's nibbling at the ropes in which she's tied.

She roars at me, forcing tears out my eyes
Then smiles triumphantly, like she's won a prize.

"Why are you crying?" "I'm fine," I say.
It's not like you would understand anyway.

Don't talk about me, let's talk about you!
Underneath your mask, is there a monster too?

Does it rip your heart out and wave it in your face?
Find sticks and thorns to put in its place?

No? I'm sorry. I guess we don't relate.
I'll shut up now and pretend all is great.

Glance, but don't stare.
There's a monster under the mask...enter if you dare.
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3. Demons Of Darkness

This poem is sort of about me and my demons, although I've never actually gone to a bridge to jump off it. I find comfort in writing about how I feel because generally it helps people to understand how I feel as well. It's hard to show people how we feel, so I choose to express myself through art, music and writing. I hope you enjoy my poem as much as I did writing it. Stay strong.

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- By Olivia B
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2015 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Demons Inside

She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear,
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here.

She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear,
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here.

They cut her heart
Right out of her chest,
Making her believe
That the demons knew best.

They were always there,
Sometimes just out of sight,
Waiting in the background
Till the time was right.

These demons were destructive,
Knocking down the life she knew,
Hating everything about her;
She hated herself, too.

These demons can't be seen,
But they're far from fairy tales.
They live inside your mind;
Their evilness prevails.

So on the bridge she stood,
About to end the fight.
Then she stopped and thought
I'll fight them one more night.
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4. Depression Blues

I am bipolar manic depressive. It helps writing rhymes when I am in my low state. Sometimes this mental illness gets the best of me. I would like to share these in hopes of helping others to know they are not alone.
- By Tina M. Casalvera
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2020 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Struggle With Bipolar Depression

My head is not right today.
I have no idea why it's this way.

It switches from one thought to another.

My head is not right today.
I have no idea why it's this way.

It switches from one thought to another.
I feel like I am being smothered.

I can't finish just one thought.
In a group is where they are brought.

I'm under so much stress.
There are things I should confess.

Some people say I am so strong,
But in reality, they couldn't be more wrong.

The outer part of me puts on that smile
While the inner me has been dying for a while.

I hate this part of my disease.
It literally brings me to my knees.

From a great mood to nasty as hell.
Which it's gonna be, I can never tell.

Most of the days I can push through.
Today I don't know what to do.

It comes with no known trigger.
It's not going away; it's only getting bigger.

Bigger, louder, and extremely strong.
I wish I knew what was wrong.

I want to cry, but I don't know what for.
I hate this disease; I don't want it anymore.

I get these terrible pains in my chest.
Feels like the Lord is gonna lay me to my final rest.

Will these feelings only last for today?
'Cause it feels like they will never go away.

In reality it will not.
A life sentence is what I got.

The meds that make me manage
Are the same meds that cause me damage.

I could be flying high in the fluffiest cloud.
Then, bam, I crash onto the ground.

I wonder if people truely understand
What really goes on in my land.

How could they when even I don't?
How could they when they simply won't?

This not only takes a toll on me,
But it affects my friends and family,

Especially those days I cannot hide
The deep dark depression I feel inside.

Some days I'm just not strong enough.
Some days are just too tough.

But most of the days I seem to manage
To get through them without serious damage.

Well at least to others
Is what I mutter

Things aren't usually this bad,
But you won't know which I have had

'Cause that is what we do.
We pretty it up for you.

I can't keep that clear though in my head.
I'm done with this crap; I am going to bed
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5. Hope

Those who go through depression or suicidal thoughts often feel hopeless. We often think there is no end to the pain we are feeling when there certainly is. This poem reassures readers that they are not alone in battling mental illness, and although there is darkness, there is also light. Even though we experience pain, there is so much that life has to offer. I want this poem to let people know there is always hope.
- By Amanda M. Ricci
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 31, 2023 with permission of the Author.
Poem About There Is Always Hope Of Overcoming Depression

Have you ever felt trapped behind metal bars,
Or watched all your cuts turn to scars?
Have you tried to escape the pain in your soul,
But you just couldn't seem to fit that hole?

Have you ever felt trapped behind metal bars,
Or watched all your cuts turn to scars?
Have you tried to escape the pain in your soul,
But you just couldn't seem to fit that hole?
Have you got so worried you started to shake,
Or felt too weak to be awake?
Have you been so mad you started to cry,
Or used a smile as a lie?
Have you lost who you are way down deep,
Or unsure of which secrets to keep?
Have you felt your heart pound and pound,
Or hear a dull ringing sound?
Have you felt the internal cold,
Or felt like life was too much to hold?

Life beats you down to the ground,
And then so quickly turns around.
Sadness is always okay.
I promise you, it will get better someday.
Have you felt the joy of living,
And all and everything the world is giving?

It's when you feel the sun against your cheek,
Or thank God for each and every week.
It's when you laugh so hard you began to snort,
Or lean on your best friend for support.
It's when you dance your heart out in the rain,
Or achieve your goal through the pain.
It's when you smile so hard it starts to hurt,
Or when that special person begins to flirt.
It's the warmth and comfort of your room,
Or the beauty of flowers that bloom.
It's everything that fills your heart,
Even after you fell apart.
It's the little things that help you cope,
And let you know there's always hope.

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6. Silent Screams

I've been suffering with depression and anxiety since I was a kid. At the time, I didn't know what it was. It used to feel like screaming inside and hoping someone would hear it and help me. But no one can hear silent screams.

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- By Aaron
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2019 with permission of the Author.
Depression And Anxiety

Can't you hear my silent screams?
They are so loud they echo in my dreams.

Behind this face that carries a smile

Can't you hear my silent screams?
They are so loud they echo in my dreams.

Behind this face that carries a smile
Lies a dark road that goes on mile after mile.

My silent screams have been going on for years,
But it always falls on so many deaf ears.

How can they hear these silent screams in my mind?
They can't hear my thoughts if I keep telling them I'm fine.

What can I tell them? These silent screams carry no words.
It's just feelings of sadness and darkness that come in its herds.

How can I explain so people understand this?
It's like walking around in a suffocating black mist.

It's holding on to happiness like holding water in your hands.
It just trickles between your fingers and disappears into the sands.

I can't explain how this feels; it's so extreme,
So I hold my mouth shut to cover my silent screams.

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7. Scars

This poem is about my battle with depression at the age of 16. I didn't know how to deal and cope with my feelings properly, so I did what many people who feel alone and want to punish themselves do--I self-destructed. Once I got therapy, writing poems about my experiences really helped. I regret what I did, but as this poem explains, it shows that no matter how low you get, you must remember you're not alone and you can survive.

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- By Laura R
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2015 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Winning The Battle Over Self-Harm

Here on my arm lies a mark that I made.
When I was so low, I cut with a blade
To punish my body for being a mess,
Though here is my testament, I must confess...

Here on my arm lies a mark that I made.
When I was so low, I cut with a blade
To punish my body for being a mess,
Though here is my testament, I must confess...

That seeing these scars left on my arms, legs, and chest
Makes me realize I was in a place of no rest;
I feel guilty inside for leaving this token.
Now I will see and remember that I was so broken.

But seeing these scars helps me see
That I survived so much trauma and now I am free.
So I ask you now to stand with me and fight,
To show all these demons what they're doing is not right.

You won the battle of good versus bad.
You are still alive and are no longer sad.
Here on my arm lies a mark of survival.
I got through my hate and beat my self-rival.
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8. Behind The Mask

This poem is about the smile we let the world see while inside we are dying a little every day.

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- By Melisa Bernards
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2015 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Depression And Pain

Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain,
Hiding the tears that fall like rain.
Saying I'm fine when I'm anything but.
This ache in my soul rips at my gut.

Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain,
Hiding the tears that fall like rain.
Saying I'm fine when I'm anything but.
This ache in my soul rips at my gut.
My skin is on fire; I burn from within.
The calm on my face is an ongoing sin.
The world must stay out; I've built up a wall.
My fragile lie will collapse should it ever fall.
Loneliness consumes me; it eats away the years
Until my life is swallowed by unending fears.
Waiting for someone to see I wear a mask
And care enough to remove it; is that too much to ask?
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9. Sometimes

A poem about the struggles of depression and finding a way to move on and smile again.

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- By Lucy Petersen
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2020 with permission of the Author.
Fighting Past Depression And Anxiety

Sometimes I can't find the words
That fill my messy head.
Can't find the effort to smile
Or get out of my silly old bed.

Sometimes I can't find the words
That fill my messy head.
Can't find the effort to smile
Or get out of my silly old bed.

The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I make the effort,
A smile just doesn't last long.

I could pretend with all my might
That I am the happiest I can be.
Surrounded by the world, it seems
Lonelier I couldn't be.

Not sure what may be the answer.
Not sure if I'm really keen
To spend another day here,
Living this dreadful dream.

But I must find some courage,
Light a fire inside my heart
And find a love for life again,
And I know where I shall start.

I'll walk among the forest
And feel the crisp sea breeze
And lay among the meadow
And listen to all the bees.

I'll figure out the mayhem
And gaze at all the stars
And dance at every sunset
With a smile inside my heart.
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10. The Darkness

I've struggled with severe depression and anxiety for years. Most people tell you it will all be fine and you will be okay, but that doesn't make it better, and that is what this poem is expressing.

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- By Dallas E. Krystof
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2018 with permission of the Author.
Loved Ones Not Understanding Your Depression

You would never know it,
The constant pain I feel,
Because in the light of day
It almost isn't real.

You would never know it,
The constant pain I feel,
Because in the light of day
It almost isn't real.

Sure, I'll play, I'll laugh,
I'll sing some songs,
But that pain is always lurking
Because it's been here all along.

And when the darkness comes
With its all-consuming power,
It slowly takes my soul
Hour by dreadful hour.

But they tell me that I'm strong enough.
They swear that it gets better.
They say, "If you can just hold out
and bear this stormy weather."

They tell me, "You will be happy one day.
All you need do is fight."
But what they seem to forget
Is after each day comes the night.

And so I act along.
I play my part
While this crushing darkness
Slowly breaks my heart.
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11. The Countdown

I wrote this poem when I felt like I was suffocating. People told me that I will be fine, and that if I count to ten then I will feel okay. But they could never comprehend the pain that came with each second that went by. No matter how many times you count to ten, sometimes that feeling just doesn't shift.
- By Emma H
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 22, 2022 with permission of the Author.
Suffocating From Anxiety And Depression

"Count to 10," they said,
"Deep breaths and it will pass,
because the feelings that consume you won't stay, and they won't last,"
but with each and every land mine that goes off within my head,

"Count to 10," they said,
"Deep breaths and it will pass,
because the feelings that consume you won't stay, and they won't last,"
but with each and every land mine that goes off within my head,
it doesn't quite feel long enough with only 9 seconds left.

With 8, I'm running out of breath.
I'm drowning in my thoughts
but forget it and think happy things,
'cause life is far too short.

By 7, I've already lost myself.
There's nothing in my eyes,
and at 6, I've lost the mask I wear
for my daily disguise.

5 cuts me open,
and 4 sews me back up.
By 3, the war is over,
but the scars it left are stuck.

By 2, the peace arrives,
but the drowning kind from hell,
the idea that the wound won't heal,
even if i rebel,

'cause pain isn't forgiving,
and at 1, it doesn't leave.
Instead, it just goes silent,
and for another few days I'll grieve.

Now before 10 had even started,
I'd already lost a piece of me,
but of course you didn't notice,
'cause in your own mind
you are free.
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12. Lost In Pain

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- By Steff
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2017 with permission of the Author.
Trying To Hide My Feelings

Anger. Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I've built up inside.

Anger. Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I've built up inside.

It's hard to explain
Without being considered insane,
So I've kept to myself
Until I realized I need help.

Even the weekends seem to be a chore.
Putting a smile on my face as I walk out the door.

Wanting to run away,
But where can I go?
Around people or not, I still feel alone.

I cry all the time now.
I used to think I was strong.
Now it's a struggle just to hold on.

To make it through the day
Without an odd look my way
Or someone asking me if I'm okay.

But maybe it will do me good
To let someone help if they could.
Just one hug is all I need.
Just one person that cares is all I plead.

And then I might get through another day
Of waiting for my anger and pain to fade away.
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13. Worth

Sometimes feeling alone can mean many things. Expressing ourselves through poems can also be an attempt at reaching out for help. I hope this poem reminds people of that, because it isn't meant to create more sadness, but to remind that there is ALWAYS someone who cares.
- By Joel
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2016 with permission of the Author.
Reaching Out For Someone To Care

It's hard sometimes to say exactly what I'm worth.
Sometimes even harder dealing with the hurt.

To feel like no one's there during all my pain.

It's hard sometimes to say exactly what I'm worth.
Sometimes even harder dealing with the hurt.

To feel like no one's there during all my pain.
I have nothing left to lose and nothing left to gain.

I struggle through the days, with no one at my side,
To find some sort of worth, to save a little pride.

But all my days are dark, stormy, cold and gray,
And emptiness keeps growing as I slowly fade away.

I have no effort left to put into this life,
No helping hand behind me to pull me to the light.

So once again I ask, before I leave this Earth,
Tell me, if you care, exactly what I'm worth.
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14. Hollow

When you can't express the agony and pain inside of you, poetry is one of the ways to get it out. I wrote this poem when I just couldn't find the meaning in anything. Everything was numb. I was paralyzed. A feeling so dreadful that I turned into an empty shell. I doubted every emotion I felt. I tried so hard to get through it all. I was broken. I no longer wanted to feel love. I just wanted the dreadful feeling to end. I hope you like it. This poem is for those you have felt like this.
- By Fathimath L. Ahmed
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Feeling Numb

Emotions.
Do you feel them?
She was numb and frozen,
Yet it dimly sparkled like a dying gem.

Emotions.
Do you feel them?
She was numb and frozen,
Yet it dimly sparkled like a dying gem.

Broken.
Do you know what that feels like?
Piercing explosions,
Burning afflictions,
Hollers of agonizing cries.
She had nothing left inside.

Eyes closed,
Heartbeat stopped,
Barely alive.

She was a hollow shell.
Into an endless oblivion she fell,
Pitch black and nearly brain dead.
There was nothing in her life ahead.

Passion.
Why is it so strong?
She was deprived from it.
Devils had done her heart way too many wrongs.
Killed was the lust,
Lost was the temptation.

Love.
Why is it so painful?
Once crystal clear and beautiful,
Now a turned poison from what was as pure as golden dust.

She wanted nothing to do with it.
Not long ago it had made her bleed.

Hidden thorns
On her skin that burned.

She was a hollow shell.
Into an endless oblivion she fell.
Pitch black and nearly brain dead.
There was nothing in her life ahead.

Eyes opened,
Tears flowed,
Standing in front of a mirror,
Watching as she wholly became hollow.
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15. Struggling With Depression And Suicide

For all those who are suffering with depression (written by Debbie Leads 8/10/03)

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- By Debbie Leads
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Days of endless struggle.
More hopeful pills today,
Trying to appear "normal"
In some sort of way.

Days of endless struggle.
More hopeful pills today,
Trying to appear "normal"
In some sort of way.

It seems that the struggle
Is always here with me,
And I wouldn't be here now
If guilt would leave me be.

I know there's been many
Who've had it worse than I,
But that doesn't always mean
That I wouldn't say good-bye.

People say I have a lot going for me.
I'm sorry, but I just can't see.
I can't see because my worst enemy
Is not my life but inside of me.

Always on a roller coaster,
Not much consistency.
I'm nothing if I'm not up or down.
I'm nothing if just "me."

Very little energy,
Wanting to stay in bed,
Wishing to be enthusiastic
Instead of feeling like I'm made of lead.

Wanting to be excited,
Wanting to care for more,
But when nothing makes sense,
It's hard to focus on the poor.

Cluttered mind, cluttered thinking.
It's hard to keep in touch
With what is happening around me
And not to worry too much.

I feel that everybody is better than me
And that I can't do anything right.
This is how I've felt my whole dang life;
It didn't just start last night.

No confidence, no self-esteem.
Everybody else is right.
To speak my mind is to be a fool,
So I just try to "sit tight."

Any one of these problems
Would be a heavy vice,
But when you have them ALL
Living seems like a roll of the dice.
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16. From Oppression Comes Light

I started writing about my depression. I finished the poem quickly, but realized it had no resolve. I need a way for the depression to cease and then I found my answer... I opened my eyes. Truth sets us free and lies hold us down. In writing this poem, I realized that the beast or the depression is all a lie to myself from myself. I quickly thought of truth in my life and realized I have no reason to be down. Life is a blessing from God, and that is truth.

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- By Erik Whitehead
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2015 with permission of the Author.
Finding Hope To Overcome Depression

Depression is oppression.
It's a deadly hidden message
Defined by self-hate.
It seals its prisoner's fate.

Depression is oppression.
It's a deadly hidden message
Defined by self-hate.
It seals its prisoner's fate.
It holds you captive and throws out the key.
It stabs and jabs just to see you bleed,
Inflicting wounds that scar for life.
Destruction is its mother and death its wife.

You can cry, but it will always ignore your screams.
It terrorizes your soul and haunts your dreams.
It sends you false hope through a bottle or pill.
It destroys your goals and inflicts its will.
You can't run, nor can you hide.
By its rules you will abide
Until it celebrates that you have died.
Open your eyes, or you will be its prey.
It will blur your vision in the most twisted way.
It will seek your destruction and call for your head.
You will lie and wait but never rest in your bed.

Peace will come to those who want peace,
But as long as you feed him, you will see the beast.
You can't run, nor can you hide,
But if you conquer the beast, you will survive.
Prayer and hope can lead the way.
Cling on to every word you pray.
Hope is in truth.
Hate is in lies.
Pray for your soul and open your eyes.

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17. Lost At Sea

free verse poem, poem about depression, heartbreak, sadness
- By Aaron R. Tercero-Lozano
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 29, 2024 with permission of the Author.
Depression, Isolation, Sadness, Heartbreak

I will bury my beating heart
Somewhere, deep in the sand
Crabs and seagulls will fight to tear it apart
As my soul is cursed to wander land

I will bury my beating heart
Somewhere, deep in the sand
Crabs and seagulls will fight to tear it apart
As my soul is cursed to wander land
I lie motionless, rigor mortis has crept into my body
The waves slowly reach for me, taking me adrift
The sea will cradle my corpse
Softly wrapping me in seaweed
As I become an anchor, my lungs filled with water
Sinking slowly, suddenly silent at the bottom
Where there is no light or warmth
Darkness becomes everlasting
I drown in nothingness
Disappearing into the abyss
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18. Describing Imaginary Things

Many people don't understand that depression isn't just feeling sad: it's a real disorder, and you can't cure it by saying, "Buck up, sweetie." In a way, this poem is meant to show how most people simply don't understand depression and how people with it feel. A friend of mine was diagnosed with depression, and one night she desperately tried to explain to me what it was like. I was shocked by what I didn't understand. The poem was born from that and told in her perspective.
- By Katie R.
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2017 with permission of the Author.
Poem On What It Feels Like To Live With Depression

"I'm tired," I say,
"That's all."
And in a way, I guess it's true.
In every other way,

"I'm tired," I say,
"That's all."
And in a way, I guess it's true.
In every other way,
It's a lie.

Tonight you ask me
What depression feels like.
I think, then tell you
That it's sort of like
Slowly clicking up a roller coaster hill,
Waiting and waiting to peak,
But never reaching the top.

You seem confused
But don't ask anything else.
Soon enough you're gossiping about
How that girl we know got pregnant.
You don't understand that
I am still climbing that godforsaken hill.

People call me heartless,
Robotic.
I wonder if they realize
How difficult it is to function
When you're not sure if you even exist.

And here I am,
Dodging your politely, forcefully concerned gaze,
As you ask me what's wrong.
"I'm tired," I say,
"That's all."

I wish I could explain depression to you
Once again and scream about
How I wish I could feel anything.
Do you really want to know what depression is like?
Depression is like having a disinterested corpse
Skillfully stowed in the shell of my body.

"You seem so sad lately.
Can't you at least pretend to care?"
Oh, honey, if you only knew.
You ramble on about this and that,
But I'm no longer listening.
You could dig for centuries
And never strike my dying core.

And THAT, my innocent, naive fool,
Is what depression feels like.
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19. Traffic Light

My mum helped my brother through his fight with a brain tumor for over 18 years. When he did pass, she felt life wasn't worth living without him and went into a spiraling depression. No one knew what to say to her other than the usual things to support someone you love. So I thought I'd try to write what she was feeling, and I gave it to her to let her know I understood.
- By Linda Grantham
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2011 with permission of the Author.
Mom With Depression

This traffic light inside my head
Is always green and never red.
My thoughts, my dreams, and all my fears,
They all speed past my listening ears.

This traffic light inside my head
Is always green and never red.
My thoughts, my dreams, and all my fears,
They all speed past my listening ears.

I close my eyes to block it out,
But inside my head they rush about.
I take a breath to slow it down,
But upon my face appears a frown.

My heart beats fast,
But my breathing slows.
I breathe in life
Then out it goes.

My body's numb,
Yet I feel my tears.
I've lost count of the days,
The months, and the years.

This traffic light
Inside my head...
I'm scared of the day
When it turns red.
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20. Taking It Day By Day

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- By Vincent Ramos
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2009 with permission of the Author.
Each day I live, the pain consumes
What little sanity I have bloomed,
Like walking in a cloud of fog
Falling down, sinking into smog.

Each day I live, the pain consumes
What little sanity I have bloomed,
Like walking in a cloud of fog
Falling down, sinking into smog.

Life just seems grim.
I think on a whim.
Interest lost in everything I do,
But what a life, who really knew?

Depressed to a fault, that's all I see.
Death just seems like the only way for me.
A waste of time I feel I am,
But that's its nature, a full mind-jam.

I try and try to ease the pain,
A fallen effort with no gain.
Thoughts begin to eat away,
Makes me want to end it today.

Uncomfortable around others for the way I feel.
I pray and wish this all wasn't real.
Life just seems more like a prison,
Caged, alone, an abomination risen.

No one could ever understand
Why I would want my death sooner than planned.
It's not something I want for me,
But to end my suffering this is what has to be.

So I write this all as I fall from grace.
Down to this place, some barren waste.
I know not how much longer I will last,
But all I can do is pray that this will just pass.
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Depression Poems

Poems about Depression

59 Depressing Poems that Helps you Cope with Pain

1. Depression

This poem describes the pain of feeling depressed.

2. Glance

Sometimes I feel like I'm surrounded by people but I still feel alone. When I wrote this, I felt so alone and was crying. Tears fell as I wrote this, but I felt better after I finished.

3. Demons Of Darkness

4. Depression Blues

I am bipolar manic depressive. It helps writing rhymes when I am in my low state. Sometimes this mental illness gets the best of me. I would like to share these in hopes of helping others to know they are not alone.

5. Hope

6. Silent Screams

I've been suffering with depression and anxiety since I was a kid. At the time, I didn't know what it was. It used to feel like screaming inside and hoping someone would hear it and help me. But no one can hear silent screams.

7. Scars

8. Behind The Mask

This poem is about the smile we let the world see while inside we are dying a little every day.

9. Sometimes

A poem about the struggles of depression and finding a way to move on and smile again.

10. The Darkness

I've struggled with severe depression and anxiety for years. Most people tell you it will all be fine and you will be okay, but that doesn't make it better, and that is what this poem is expressing.

11. The Countdown

12. Lost In Pain

The struggle is real...

13. Worth

Sometimes feeling alone can mean many things. Expressing ourselves through poems can also be an attempt at reaching out for help. I hope this poem reminds people of that, because it isn't meant to create more sadness, but to remind that there is ALWAYS someone who cares.

14. Hollow

15. Struggling With Depression And Suicide

For all those who are suffering with depression (written by Debbie Leads 8/10/03)

16. From Oppression Comes Light

17. Lost At Sea

free verse poem, poem about depression, heartbreak, sadness

18. Describing Imaginary Things

19. Traffic Light

20. Taking It Day By Day

I wrote this poem a little after reading some on this site. As I read through all the poems about others suffering from depression, as I am, I wrote this both as an outlet and as a way to give people a look into what it's like to live every day with depression.