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21. Depression Is Never Ending
- By Sarah Boston
- Published: February 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Wanting Depression To Go Away

Depression is here every day,
And it never goes away.
Go away! I yell into the dark,
As if someone is there.

Depression is here every day,
And it never goes away.
Go away! I yell into the dark,
As if someone is there.
I feel as if I'm a prisoner
In the dungeon's lair.
And as always, no one cares.
Do I dare?
Dare to care about anyone but me?
Could it be,
Someone there?
Someone there to care?
No, just an image.
That's the way it will always be,
No matter how hard I try.
I just want to get by.
I go through life day by day.
I thought pain was supposed
To go away with time,
But it's not.
It's still here,
Here with the fear,
Fear that I will get hurt more.
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22. Traffic Light

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- By Linda Grantham
- Published: April 2011 by Family Friend Poems with the 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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23. My Daughter's Tears
- By Annabel Sheila
- Published: August 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Daughter's Depression

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.

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.
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24. Teardrops
- By Shianne
- Published: November 2011 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Echoes Of Sorrow

The hurt in my eyes is all that has to be said
Sometimes I know I'm better off dead
The pain is the only thing I can feel
Knowing it's the one thing that's real

The hurt in my eyes is all that has to be said
Sometimes I know I'm better off dead
The pain is the only thing I can feel
Knowing it's the one thing that's real
Behind all the games and lies
An emptiness haunts my eyes
A person who I used to be
Worse even though it wasn't me
Sorrow consuming every thought
Slowly losing everything I've got
Darkness closing in all around
Still I don't make a single sound
Evil fills the void inside
This life's not one I'll confide
However deeper someone tries to look
Whatever happens the ground has shook
The dread and hate leaves me in a daze
All around me demons' fires blaze
Living isn't worthwhile if it's torture
Yet it's that to which I'm not sure
Don't try to understand the words written here
For I'm not the one to fear
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25. Tidal Wave

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- By Brian L. Barrett
- Published: February 2018 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Overwhelming Emotions

In our darkest nights and our brightest days,
emotions fill us like tidal waves.

They can drag us down and pull us in,

In our darkest nights and our brightest days,
emotions fill us like tidal waves.

They can drag us down and pull us in,
trying to drown us from within.

They can raise us up or let us down,
but if you don't know how to swim, you'll simply drown.

There are storms across my seven seas,
lightning strikes, sharks circling me.

My legs are tired, my chest is tight.
I'm not sure how much longer I can fight.

I gasp for air, I scream and shout,
But these tidal waves try to drown me out.
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26. Feeling Blue
- By Kt
- Published: July 2015 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem Working Through Depression

I suppose it's hard for some to understand.
This is not the way that I had planned.
I don't know how I've let myself get this way,
And sometimes feel like calling it a day.

I suppose it's hard for some to understand.
This is not the way that I had planned.
I don't know how I've let myself get this way,
And sometimes feel like calling it a day.
But then I think of those who are close to my heart.
Ending it all would probably tear them apart,
So while I'm thinking of my dread,
I'll try and sort out this mess in my head.
Then if I find I still can't cope,
There's nothing more I can do than pray and hope
That everything will turn out right for me,
And someday I'll be as happy as I can possibly be.
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27. Who Could Ever Love Me?

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- By Miriam Narat
- Published: September 2020 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem Dealing With Self-Hate

When I look at myself, I see nothing good.
I see all the flaws that no one else should.
I wear a mask
To hide the pain

When I look at myself, I see nothing good.
I see all the flaws that no one else should.
I wear a mask
To hide the pain
That always resides on my face.

They tell me I'm beautiful,
But how would they know
The secrets I have yet to tell?
The guilt that eats me up inside
About the things I've done
Each and every night.

They don't see the things that I hide
Behind the walls inside my mind.
They don't see the flaws on my skin.
For if they did, they would think I'm a sin.

So, I tell myself, who will ever love me
When no one ever hears my pleas?
Who could understand my broken thoughts,
The hate in my gut that's like a knot?

Maybe one day my thoughts will change,
But for now, they still seem to reign.
But I will keep fighting each night,
Because if I don't, then how else can I find the light?
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28. Life As I See It
- By Linda Morrow
- Published: August 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Depression Poem About Life

Life is a bitter sweet pill
I am forced to take against my will
Everyone trying to pull me
Back into so called reality

Life is a bitter sweet pill
I am forced to take against my will
Everyone trying to pull me
Back into so called reality
Why, I ask, what does it hold?
Don't they see I have nothing, I am so cold
My veins have no heat pumping through
My depression makes everything a shaded hue
In my heart I have no laughter, joy, or love
I have prayed, but there are no answers from above
My reality is not like other people's seem to be
Silent screaming inside of me, constant feelings of misery
Just want to withdraw into my own little safe haven
Just to be left alone and have people realize I am not worth saving
So please don't save me
I don't want to come back to your reality
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29. The Demons And Me

Poet Introduction
- By Levari
- Published: June 2010 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Lifelong Struggle Due To Traumatic Experience Poem

I got this feeling deep inside,
Not sadness or hatred, not even pride,
A blank spot on a map,
Where something used to be,

I got this feeling deep inside,
Not sadness or hatred, not even pride,
A blank spot on a map,
Where something used to be,

Every time I think about it,
My head begins to hurt.
My eyes fill with tears;
These are the silent screams that nobody hears,

Clutching my pillow tightly,
I let it all out again.
There's no use trying to flee,
It's just the demons and me.

They come late at night,
Flooding my mind,
Shredding my soul,
And I wonder will I ever be whole?

Like a song left on loop,
I relive the same moment,
Each and every night,
It's not fair; it's just not right,

Blessed with 23 years of life,
The last 15 have all revolved around one day,
That will never let me be,
But that's just the demons and me.
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30. Death
- By Evan
- Published: November 2012 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Inside I'm Full Of Death

Time stops
And stands still
Each day
Seems like a year

Time stops
And stands still
Each day
Seems like a year
I'm lost
And can't be found
In this darkness
I lay dying
Cold
Empty
And alone
It holds me down
And won't let go
There is no escaping
it consumes me
until there's nothing left
I may look fine
But on the inside I'm full of death
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31. Sweet Agony

Poet Introduction
- By Mania Jankowski
- Published: June 2011 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
What do you see when you look in my eyes?
A freak? A nameless being?
Or maybe simply another face in the endless sea of people
What do I see when I look at myself in the mirror?

What do you see when you look in my eyes?
A freak? A nameless being?
Or maybe simply another face in the endless sea of people
What do I see when I look at myself in the mirror?
I see pain, laughter, tears, smiles, fatigue, and endless energy.
What do I do
When the world I live in
Doesn't know I am suffering?
I feel the scars
On my heart
My arms
My wrists
And I think back to a time when I was truly alone
Wandering the streets at night
The sky dark and stormy,
With the cold rain falling down on me
It was like the sky was crying
All the tears I was too afraid to shed myself
That was a long time ago,
But I can still feel the sharpness of the blades upon my soul
My skin
My heart
Sometimes at night I sit up
Stare at my window
And cry, for all the pain I still sometimes feel.
I wonder if life is meant to be more than this,
This town
These people
These feelings
I am like a caged animal,
Trapped inside bars
Locked in, with no hope to escape
I scream
Yell
Cry
But no one hears me
I stand alone
On my own little path of life
That I have been on for as long as I can remember
With a broken heart
A broken soul
A broken mind
Still I struggle on
So that I can maybe see beyond this world
Of darkness and despair,
So I can see the world beyond,
Of love and life and happiness
So here I stand,
A smile on my face,
Even though I am being torn apart on the inside
I will continue to smile
And feel
And love
And I will survive; survive to tomorrow
So I can learn to trust again
And this sweet agony
That has been with me all my life
Will be dispersed
Become nonexistent
Gone
No more
And I will finally
Be
Alive
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32. My Death

Poet Introduction
- By Adam
- Published: February 2010 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
A silent shadow
stalking me in the night.
The doors are open
but I cannot see the light.

A silent shadow
stalking me in the night.
The doors are open
but I cannot see the light.
The gray mist
into the abyss I fall.
And I do not know
what my life was at all.
I cannot see
the path before me
as his cloaked hands
bring me to one knee.
And what I see
is not heaven at all.
But a hell much more worse
than nothing at all.
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33. Dead Inside
- By Kerri L. Copeland
- Published: August 2018 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Pretending To Make It Through Life

She may seem alive
But she's dead inside.
How can one live
When the important things died?

She may seem alive
But she's dead inside.
How can one live
When the important things died?

You can't just take it away
If you never even know
The dark things tearing out her soul
That she'll never choose to show.

She's dead and alive,
And it's no way to live,
So the numbness envelopes.
She has nothing to give.

She's pretending to be all that is real.
Pretending to hurt when she can't even feel.
Pretending to look when she can't even see.
Pretending to love when she can't even be.
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34. Cries
- By Emily Harstine
- Published: September 2017 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Not Being Able To Tell Anyone How You Feel

I feel the tears fall as I lay here and cry.
Nobody knows that all my happiness is a lie.

You see, I can't really smile; I haven't in a while.

I feel the tears fall as I lay here and cry.
Nobody knows that all my happiness is a lie.

You see, I can't really smile; I haven't in a while.
It seems like my new style.

Inside I cry; everything I say is a lie.
I feel like I'm going to die, but I really don't know why.

One minute I'm smiling and the next I'm frowning.
I honestly feel like I'm slowly drowning.

For I will shed more tears; I'll feel this way for several years.
When I was younger this was one of my biggest fears.

Why didn't anyone tell me life would turn out this way?
I'm crying at night and pretending to be happy by day.

I'm always really sad.
I just pretend that it's not that bad.

Stop listening to my lies.
They just hide my cries.
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35. Glance
- By Ashley Reyes
- Published: November 2020 by Family Friend Poems with the 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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36. Depression Blues

Poet Introduction
- By Tina M. Casalvera
- Published: June 2020 by Family Friend Poems with the 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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37. Hollow

Poet Introduction
- By Fathimath L. Ahmed
- Published: June 2018 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
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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38. Gone
- By Alana
- Published: March 2010 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem About The Invisible Agony Of Depression

I am gone.
I'm so far gone you wouldn't even know.
So far gone I won't even show.
I'm so far gone and there's no way out.

I am gone.
I'm so far gone you wouldn't even know.
So far gone I won't even show.
I'm so far gone and there's no way out.
So far gone I just want to shout.
I'm so far gone you could never hear me scream.
So far gone you wouldn't hear a thing.
I'm too far gone I try and let you see.
So far gone you wouldn't notice me.
I'm so far gone drowning in quick sand.
So far gone there is no helping hand.
I'm too far gone you can't help me.
So far gone I tried, begged on one knee.
I wish you could understand how much pain one could withstand.

I try to be brave, yet I have drowned,
I'm in so deep, too deep for you to notice,
to deep for you to care. I'm gone now; nothing's left.
I should only hope you learn
it was never your fault.
The depression cut me
too deep for you see, too deep for you to feel.
The pain is bigger than me.
I tried to fight.
I'm just gone now.
I'm sorry.
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39. Demons Inside

Poet Introduction
- By Aimee Jones
- Published: March 2017 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem Trying To Explain Depression

It's hard to explain those
demons inside,
the daily struggle,
the daily ride.

It's hard to explain those
demons inside,
the daily struggle,
the daily ride.

When will they go?
When will they end
these terrible thoughts
that they send?

They make me
hate myself.
They fill my head
with torture and doubt.

I'm tired of crying,
I'm tired of trying,
I wish I could believe
those demons were lying.

It's a constant battle
between them and me.
I just want to end it all
and be free.
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40. Waves
- By Zorian Alexis
- Published: December 2019 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Waves Of Depression

I was just sitting there,
Watching TV,
When a wave of sadness
Washed over me.

I was just sitting there,
Watching TV,
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?
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Depression Poems - Page 2

21. Depression Is Never Ending

22. Traffic Light

23. My Daughter's Tears

24. Teardrops

25. Tidal Wave

26. Feeling Blue

27. Who Could Ever Love Me?

28. Life As I See It

29. The Demons And Me

30. Death

31. Sweet Agony

32. My Death

33. Dead Inside

34. Cries

35. Glance

36. Depression Blues

37. Hollow

38. Gone

39. Demons Inside

40. Waves