Depression Poem by Teens

When No One Notices

Hello, I'm Kaylee, and I am suffering from major depression. This is a poem I wrote about a week ago. It was one of my really bad days, and no one seemed to notice, so I went to a corner with a pen and paper and ended up writing a poem about how I felt. I hope you can understand what I mean by this poem.

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The Girl In The Corner

© Kaylee Everhaert

Published on January 5, 2017

There is a girl who sits in the corner.
Her heart is crying out.
There are people all around her,
But no one seems to hear her shout.
Her life was once happy,
Full of love and care.
She was always laughing.
There was always someone there,
But now her life seems empty.
What's missing, she doesn't know.
She wears a mask every day.
Her true feelings she doesn't show.
Her once colorful and cheerful life
Has turned so dull and grey.
She once enjoyed her group of friends;
Now she just wishes them away.
For when she is by herself,
She can break free from her shell.
She can let the unhappiness break free
And unleash the devil from hell.
Because at the end of the day,
When everyone's in their beds asleep,
The misery surrounds her,
And the pain, it cuts so deep.
She wants somebody to listen,
Someone to understand,
But when she opens up,
Nobody wants to lend a hand.
So she waits until the sun finally sets
To open up once more.
This time it's no longer in words,
But it results in terrible sores.
These sores cry their tears at night,
The tears aren't transparent but a deathly red.
As they cry, she feels a release
From the terrible pain in her head.
Some people would say she is crazy.
Some people would say she is mad,
But she can't resist the temptation when it arrives,
Even though she knows it's bad.
No one will ever understand this urge.
It's something she can't explain.
She feels shame for the scars on her body
But always ends up doing it again.
You see, this girl is a victim
Of something she can't comprehend.
Deep in her heart she knows she must stop,
For her life she doesn't want to end.
But for now it's the only way she knows
To stop feeling the loss of love and care,
Because at the moment she's invisible,
No one notices she's there.

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  • by Margaret Welch
  • 4 months ago

I’m a person in depression also. What she said describes a lot of how I felt before I sought help. It makes you feel bad all day long, all the time, and there’s no escape from it until you finally seek the help. Or you see you need help if your child is crying.

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