Depression Poem

Reaching Out For Someone To Care

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.

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Worth

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Published: September 2016

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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  • by Jordan Greene
  • 2 months ago

I haven't been feeling much lately. I'm not sure what it is, if it's anything or everything. I'm alone. I tell people, but I'm still here by myself. I used to cut, but I don't anymore, only for the simple fact that I can't find anything to do it with. I know I want love. I don't want to forget what it's like. It's hard finding it, and I get to watch each day all the people around me experience it. Love isn't just a feeling for me but more of reassurance that I won't be alone forever.

  • by Mics G Soguilon, Philippines
  • 6 months ago

I have been all alone mentally. No one knows what I'm going through. Even my parents. They don't know anything. I wanted to ask for help, but I think they'll just laugh at me or not listen to me. But in the midst of my pain and darkness, I saw a light. I know God listens to my cries and hears my voice of help. Right now, I'm still in the midst of depression, but as long as there is God, there is someone I can rely on.

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