Depression Poems - Page 2
21. GlanceHiding 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.
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.Latest Shared Story
Great couplets on the theme of depression and the rhymes are nicely done and for many this poem will be relatable so I'm sure your poem will connect with many readers. Thanks for sharing Ashley.
22. Depression BluesPoem 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.
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
23. WorthReaching 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.
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.Latest Shared Story
I know that my post is late, but I hope--by some miracle--you will discover it. I am much older than you, and I, too, have experienced a life that is void of human companionship. It is my...
24. HollowFeeling Numb
Do you feel them?
She was numb and frozen,
Yet it dimly sparkled like a dying gem.
Do you know what that feels like?
Hollers of agonizing cries.
She had nothing left inside.
She was a hollow shell.
Into an endless oblivion she fell,
Pitch black and nearly brain dead.
There was nothing in her life ahead.
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.
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.
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.
Standing in front of a mirror,
Watching as she wholly became hollow.Latest Shared Story
When you feel empty and hollow, I feel like it's easy to feel alone. This poem helped me realize that I am not alone and that there are other people out there who struggle to feel again, who...
25. DarknessBeing In A Bout Of Depression
No words for a state that I cannot express
Like gravity just holds me here in this mess
An invisible force stealing my air
A looming dark cloud and no one's aware
The strength of a lion becomes a small mouse
The whole of my world consists of my house
Feigning my comfort, I internally cry
Rationalize the how and the why
26. A Prayer By MeA Final Plea For Help
No one knows what I feel today
Or that I'm dying inside.
No one knows the pain I'm in,
For it's nothing a smile can't hide.
If I could find the words to tell,
I'd get help in a second.
But there are no words to explain
My pain and my heart that it's wreckin'.
So I beg thee, Lord God of all
Who sees the struggle I'm in,
To stay by me with your grace
And keep me from giving in.
I promise you that I'll fight on
And that I will survive,
But every day I lose some hope
That's been keeping me alive.
I need your help so earnestly, Lord,
And I need your love today.
But I also ask if it be your will,
Please take the pain away.
When you feel so lonely and can't sleep at night,
because everything gives you a fright.
The pain and the sadness takes control,
and once again you're all alone.
The pain I feel is torturing.
My life isn't really worth living.
You keep living every day, hoping it might end someway.
You go to sleep and pray to God,
but it doesn't work... you're too stuck!
All the tears cooped up inside,
from all the lies that bleed you dry.
Just one tear shows a million emotions.
It's all mixed and with terror and devotion!
I devote myself to acting happy,
but at night when I'm all alone,
somehow it all spills out
when no one can see and no one can hear
all of the pain and all of the fear.
You go to sleep hoping you won't wake up,
but when morning comes you have to keep going.
It isn't easy and you can't say it is,
until you know just how it feels.
My soul is dying.
Why do I keep trying?
Nothing seems worth it anymore!
I just want to be alone...
This is from the heart of all my feelings and emotions,
something I can't speak, but one day it'll all be over.
And I will be that happy person I know I want to be.
But just acting happy is too hard for me!Latest Shared Story
This poem describes my life for the past 5 years perfectly. I may not even be a teenager or adult, but these feelings reach me, and many others I know. I try to hide the emotions described in...
28. Behind This FaceHiding Your True Feelings When Suffering From Depression
Behind this calm face there is a raging storm,
Like a war in my head since the day I was born.
Behind this smile there is a lonely sad frown,
Acting oh so happy when really you are down.
Behind these blue eyes is a bright burning fire,
Flames flickering out of control, getting higher.
Behind this laugh when I'm laughing out loud,
There's a tear like a rain drop from a dull cloud.
Behind these dry eyes is a waterfall of pain,
Trying to plug the leak, but the effort is in vain.
Behind this confident man is a shy little boy,
The youngster from school, so lonely and coy.
Between my ears is a fight inside my head,
Happy against sad or living battling dead.
Behind this big heart it is shattered like glass,
Still not healed from the bully in the class.
Behind the happiness lies sadness deep down,
Swimming against the tide trying not to drown.
29. WavesWaves Of Depression
I was just sitting there,
When a wave of sadness
Washed over me.
There was no warning;
It just showed up.
I tried to swim through it
But had no luck.
My heart was heavy,
And I started to cry.
I just couldn't stop,
And I didn't know why.
I finally gave up fighting
And went with the flow,
Praying the sadness
Would soon go.
I walked down the aisle
Of the grocery store
When another wave of sadness
Pulled me from the shore.
I couldn't stay there,
Not one second more,
So I just left my cart
And headed to the door.
I sat in my car
And started to cry.
I just couldn't stop,
And I didn't know why.
What's wrong with me?
I need to know.
My soul is drowning
With each ebb and flow.
I never know when
The next wave will arrive.
It makes me question
Why I'm still alive.
Is there someone out there
Who can help build me a boat?
So when the next wave comes
I can stay afloat.
Or will I eventually drown
And never awake,
Enveloped by the next wave
Of endless heartache?
Wanting To Be Someone Else
The wind blows
The sun shines
The grass grows
The air smells of pines
If only it were mine -
The halls are loud
The building is cold
The people walk proud
The kids are bold
If only it were me -
The days are long
The week is hard
The answer was wrong
The kids put up their guard
If only it wasn't me -
I want to be open
I want to be happy
I hate being broken
I hate acting sadly
The walls, they glare at me
The words jump off the pages
The stares get heavy
The building is a cage
Holding us here as if they're scared we'll leave
If only people could understand me
Then maybe, just maybe
The days wouldn't be so lengthy
Because that is me -
Something I don't want to be
31. The CountdownSuffocating 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,
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.
Until it affects someone we love,
We don't even know it's there.
It's really not our problem,
So why should we care.
The statistics are quite shocking,
One in four they say
Will suffer from depression
In their lives one day.
There's not much stigma anymore
For this serious mental flaw.
But no one knows where it will strike,
It's just the luck of the draw.
No one would choose to live with it,
And some don't even try.
I see my daughter suffering
And all she can do is cry.
Most people turn the other cheek,
They've been doing it for years.
But I must face the pain I see,
In my daughter's tears.Latest Shared Story
As I read this poem, I hurt with you. I feel the pain and still do that you do and could only imagine what your mother must of be going through to help you deal with it and trying to...
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look around all I can see
is darkness and pain...
My chest is tight, I can hardly breath.
I feel empty and broken,
I feel like a monster is trying to escape.
I don't know which way to go...
I am crying but only dry tears,
dust on my face and sores on my mind,
I do not speak nor do I try,
I have a million times.
When I speak, silence over takes.
I can scream, and still no one will hear.
I am invisible, no one can see,
I have pain inside, please let me free.
Before I save myself,
and death is my way,
not long from today,
I am seeking my way...Latest Shared Story
I was abused even before birth by my dad's sisters and mom. When I turned 1, dad left this world. Me and mama were thrown out of home by my grandparents. We came to the home of mom's...
34. The Ending StartChronically Depressed
I've written everything I have to say,
But the words, they rot and fall away.
So with a hole in the bottom, I'm stuck in the same boat as before
And slowly sinking just in sight of shore.
I work so hard to make my life worse
Sometimes I think I'm better off in the back of a hearse,
But I know I could never leave her behind.
She's the one I've been searching for all this time.
And though she confesses to me all of her love,
Selfishly I feel that it is not enough.
I know it in my heart, oh I swear,
There is someone so much better for her out there.
I dream about her all day long,
Yet when we're together, it all feels wrong.
Something isn't right, and I know it's me
Because you're a beautiful, perfect being.
I can never just be what and who I am.
So much discontent I don't think anyone understands,
I put my feelings into words that rhyme
To give everyone who cares a glimpse of what's inside.
Why must it be that I'm never satisfied.
I have all I could want; still I lie awake at night
And wish for more.
So much discontent.
It's the end that I wish was near.
Just the letdown that I fear.Latest Shared Story
I am Sam. I am twelve years old, and I moved to Arizona over a year ago. I was diagnosed with depression two or three years ago, and sometimes I consider killing myself. I never have, and I...
35. Finding JoyLooking For "Joy"
Have you seen Joy? I have not seen her in so, so long,
I miss her, oh how I miss her and her heartwarming song.
I keep searching and searching and asking why
she went away without saying goodbye.
Many years have gone by. but I envision her clearly.
I love her! "Joy, I love you so dearly."
I have searched all over, I searched my soul.
If you don't return, you'll never know,
How I loved the time we spent with one another.
I showed you off to my mother, my brother.
You were there when I married my wife,
I thought you would be with me for the rest of my life.
Joy, can you imagine a clear dark night without any stars?
This time without you leaves unwanted scars.
I'm hurting inside and losing control.
I'm trying to hide it but it's taking a toll.
I'm saddened to the point of anger
that you betrayed me. Do you feel my pain? Do you feel any shame?
I wish you could feel the loss I've been delt!
That's when I realized that you have no feelings, but rather are a feeling to be felt!
Because I am losing hope that we will be reunited,
I have to make a choice but remain undecided.
Whether to succumb to this awful feeling of sadness,
or continue on faith, it seems like madness.
In the end I am not afraid, I'll continue, I must!
Because I also love others, I've gained their trust.
And though you left for whatever reason,
the others I love with help bring you back this next season.
To have taken you for granted was my biggest mistake.
Please forgive me, forgive me please for heaven's sake.
When you return to my arms, whenever this may be,
I'll never let you go or get away from me.
As for those who took your place when you are gone,
they are not invited; they use me like a pawn.
Making me feel so worthless on this Earth,
I long for your return, to signify my rebirth.
36. Wake Up, RepeatThe Daunting Feelings Of Everyday Depression
She looks in the mirror, and what does she see?
Something frail, broken, and unfree.
She sees the pain swollen in her eyes.
She sees the cuts she marked on her thighs.
She looks at herself with an empty stare
With her crooked smile and her messy hair.
Her mind is spoiled with terrible thoughts.
The anxiety she suffers puts her stomach in knots.
Her eyes are stained from countless tears.
Her thoughts corrupted with constant fears.
She grabs the bottle to numb her pain.
She feels as if she'll never break the chain.
After she cries herself to sleep
And there's no more tears left to weep,
She'll wake up, put on that mask and smile.
She'll walk like it's nothing because that's just her style.
People will walk past her and she'll wave with pride,
But nobody knows she's actually dying inside.
She'll go home, and she'll close her door.
The mask comes off as she lays on the floor.
Again she wipes her tears with her stained bed sheets.
She cries for the night, wakes up, repeat.Latest Shared Story
This poem describes me. I wear a mask all the time, and I am depressed all the time and self-harm almost every day.
Stronger Than Depression
There you are, sneaking upon me!
From the corner of my eye, you make no sound, but I can see!
I ignore you're there, but you grow each day.
I fear if I acknowledge you, you will never go away.
I've seen the power you have over other people's lives,
I have seen their struggles and them strive
To keep you in check, to keep you at bay.
I've seen them give in and allow you to stay.
The confusion, the havoc you have played,
I have seen the pain and the price they've paid.
Swallowing them whole without a thought,
Like the helpless fish in the net when caught.
They squirm and wriggle to break free.
Yes, I see you there, but you won't take me.
I will not allow your darkness to consume,
I will not allow the cloud to linger and to loom.
I will fight you every day and every night,
Push away the dark, I will stay in the light.
I see you there waiting to pounce,
I will stand strong against your call, I will stand strong and denounce!
For all the sad, pain, and tears you feed upon,
Your call to me will forever be long.
As I have seen too many leave,
I know better, I believe...
In mind over matter, however dark the day,
Life is a better place when you're told to go away!
So move on and take your darkness too.
I am now stronger, Depression; I'm stronger than you!
38. The DarknessHow Circumstances Can Change You
I had sight, but the darkness offers me no light.
I had visions, but the darkness suppresses them.
I had self-belief, but the darkness overshadows my confidence.
I had freedom, but the darkness shackles me.
I had empathy, but the darkness makes my thoughts so very cold.
I had compassion, but the darkness brings me only indifference.
I had knowledge, but the darkness offers me only ignorance.
I had wisdom, but the darkness clouds my mind.
I had well-being, but the darkness offers me only pain.
I had strength, but the darkness weakens me.
I had laughter, but the darkness made me shed only tears.
I had joy, but the darkness offers me only anguish.
I had feelings, but the darkness brings me only numbness.
I had passion, but the darkness gave me only repulsion.
I had love, but the darkness fills me with loathing.
I had hope, but the darkness brings me only despair.
I have only the darkness and the darkness has me.
39. You Are WrongReally Know Who I Am
Do you think I like feeling this?
Afraid to look in the mirror and see a complete and total stranger?
Do you think I like looking at shattered glass and wondering
if that's what my heart looks like?
Do you think I like feeling abandoned, and confused?
Do you know how hard it is to look into the mirror and see imperfection?
To hate to wake up in the morning to hate doing the same things over and over again?
To keep wearing this mask
Hiding who I truly am?
Being afraid to face the world and the evil in it?
Do you think I like it?Latest Shared Story
My parents used to be very critical. I hated being around them and never shared my feelings with them as they would use it against me and make me regret opening up. But I feel conflicted for...
Where is that cheerful girl I used to know?
I look in the mirror and it's like I don't even recognize myself.
I look so down and tired, I don't see that girl who was so happy so long ago.
What happened to the days I would smile?
Where are the days that my heart wouldn't break?
Where have I gone?
I see that girl when I look in the mirror, but she's too far gone.
I can't bring her back to life, she's feeling too much strife.
I feel her inside me, but my depression won't let her come out.
I think the old me is gone without doubt.
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