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41. Waves

When you are depressed, you are often inundated by waves of sadness. Unfortunately, you never know when the next wave will come.
- 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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42. When You Feel Like You Can't Go On

This is how I feel every day, and I can't seem to talk about it; it's easier to write it in a poem style. Thanks for reading.
- By Aliysha
- Published: July 2013 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
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.

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!
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43. Behind This Face

This poem is written from a very personal view during my battle with depression. This talks about the fact that you have to hide your true feelings and the constant act that you put on to the people around you.
- By Lee W. Barker
- Published: March 2019 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Hiding 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,

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.
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44. Darkness

I've long battled depression. In this moment I was at a low point.
- By Erin L. Kampen
- Published: October 25, 2021 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Being 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

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
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45. Changed Because Of Depression

What happened to me?
- By Debbie Brown
- Published: February 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
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,

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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46. A Mask

People don't know who I really am. My mask covers my true feelings.
- By Jordyn Alberts
- Published: July 2013 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
People Don't Know Who I Really Am Poem

I smile, I laugh, I joke around,
but my feelings no one has ever found.
They see me every day with a smile on my face,
but when I get back to this place

I smile, I laugh, I joke around,
but my feelings no one has ever found.
They see me every day with a smile on my face,
but when I get back to this place
I feel as if it's my own hell,
as if I'm locked in a cell.
The tears run down my face.
I sit in my room, quiet and wondering
if anyone sees the pain I feel
and how it's oh so real.
Another day comes as I put on my mask and hide.
No one sees the pain I feel inside.
I laugh and I smile,
but inside I'm sad.
I wish someone could see.
I get back to this place I call hell,
where it all began and where I fell.
I take off my mask, but I'm still all alone,
and it kills me that no one will ever know.
I wish I could be the girl
that people think they really see.
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47. Learning To Fly

This poem is about 3 little life savers...my children. Without even trying, they saved me from the dark clouds of depression. Nothing the doctor prescribed could ever compare to the realization of the wonderful things I had already.
- By Kate Graham
- Published: January 2009 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Reasons To Wake Each Day And Smile

All these feelings make it hard to breathe
I pray to just feel numb.
But no amount of praying
Will make the sunshine come.

All these feelings make it hard to breathe
I pray to just feel numb.
But no amount of praying
Will make the sunshine come.

The self-pity seems to choke me
And I don't put up a fight
Because no amount of resistance
Could ever make things right.

I've fallen so far, I feel it,
The gravel on my knees.
I've lost my voice from shouting,
These constant, teary pleas.

I hide away to keep me safe
To avoid the reasons why
The feelings that with each new day,
Just won't seem to die.

Sleep is now my savior,
It hides me from the truth.
Shelters me away you see,
Saves my innocence, my youth.

Searching for the reasons
To explain away the bad.
Saw me look so many times,
Past those I always had.

I see these three small faces
Concerned but frightened too.
The tears I tried so hard to hide,
But still they saw, I knew.

A simple word
A gentle smile
Dissolves my pain
The bitter bile.

All this time I searched in vain
I thought something was missing.
A thousand smiles I missed a day
A wasted lifetime wishing.

I have three beautiful reasons
To wake each day and smile.
The smallest things that make me proud,
The list would stretch a mile.

I love how they are beautiful,
To look at and to know.
The beauty they have in their hearts,
I'm truly privileged to know.

They will never know they saved you,
Or how you owe them oh, so much.
They're sleeping when you thank God...
For these Angels and their touch.
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48. The Ending Start

Hi. My name is Ethan Wulf. I'm chronically depressed from the death of my mother and grandfather, who was my only father figure, and I'm a very discontent person. But I try not to complain because I know nobody likes a complainer. I'm 17 and I'm sick of high school. I'm sure we've all been there, right kids? Well, I'm not much on introductions. If you really actually care to get to know me and about me, just read my poetry. Thanks for your time.
- By Ethan Wulf
- Published: March 2009 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Chronically 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'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.
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49. If Only It Were Me

I love poetry. It's a way for me to get out of my head. I suffer from PPD, depression, anxiety, and social anxiety, My goal is to put these emotions into poetry. Many have these disorders, so if you relate, I'm sorry.
- By Trinity A Chavez
- Published: October 8, 2022 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Wanting To Be Someone Else

The wind blows
The sun shines
The grass grows
The air smells of pines

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
Trapping me
Trapping us
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
So hard
So scary
So difficult
Because that is me -
Something I don't want to be
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50. The Feeling Of Emptiness

My story...I am a girl seeking love since my parents left me when I was young. I had no support or love. My dad was always with his second family and my mother abuses drugs and alcohol. With no support and love, I went on drugs, was highly addicted, used R6000 a day 7 days a week. I had to realize my mistake, with my mom still on drugs and my dad never here. I am in darkness, I am in pain, I am off the drugs with effort, but my life is still upside down...
- By Janieta Lister
- Published: October 2013 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
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...

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...
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51. The Crowd

I wrote this poem as therapy from a depression episode.
- By Gisselle Vargas
- Published: October 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
All alone I stand still, watching from a distance
I scream as the people walk by, but no one listens
A shadow different from the rest stares back at me
I try to grasp it, but it disappears right in front of me

All alone I stand still, watching from a distance
I scream as the people walk by, but no one listens
A shadow different from the rest stares back at me
I try to grasp it, but it disappears right in front of me

I'm left standing still as the day turns into night
I look at the crowd and tears begin to fill my eyes
Not one familiar face in a group of many
Not one looks up or notices me

I'm like an old statue that everyone has seen
They all walk past me like they know where I've been
Yet no one cares to see where I'm going
Or how I got there or am I hurting

Suddenly, I realize that I'm not the unnoticed
While no one looks at me, I'm the observant
At the end, I have stood firm on the ground
While everyone is searching for the peace I have found

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52. My Personal Battle

Poem about my infinite battle with debilitating depression.
- By Lyndell Muirhead
- Published: October 2014 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Depression Being A Part Of Me

Depression, my friend and yet you are my foe.
You hold my hand through my tortuous times
And sail with me through the wings of birds
And the smell of leaves.

Depression, my friend and yet you are my foe.
You hold my hand through my tortuous times
And sail with me through the wings of birds
And the smell of leaves.
You have known me for a long time and I understand your ways.
Through the blackness you walk by my side, holding my hand
And sleep with me on the coldest and blackest of nights.

Depression, I know you will never leave my side,
But many times I wish you would let go of my hand,
Release me and let me be.
To allow me to achieve my own personal goals.
To allow me to let go of the past
And to enable me to footprint the steps
To move forward with enthusiasm and joy.
We have known each other for a long time,
And you have been there by my side,
But I can no longer fill my heart with happiness
And plans for happier moments to return.

Depression, you are the deepest part of my soul, of my whole being,
And I don't know how to release you from enveloping the darkness
And taking away the stars from my heart and my spirit.
I understand you and know you will never leave me,
But please, release me from this infinite tunnel and spiral
of utter sadness and grief
As you have taken from me my spirit and my joy
And have left me lifeless and a walking corpse,
Breathless and lifeless with no joy and no future.

Depression, I know you will never let me go.
You will haunt me and wrap me tightly within your grasp.
And when I leave this earth, you will depart with me,
And I hope then you will finally release your hold
And allow me to be free, to fly with the birds
And glide with the winds of time.
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53. Eternally Alone

I am a twenty year old college student struggling all the time and words cannot express the depression I feel daily. not because of chemical imbalances, but because of the many past events that haunt may every waking moment and my every dream.
- By Joshua Lawson
- Published: September 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Where can I go?
How can I begin?
At 20, I'm still depressed,
I tried taking my life at ten.

Where can I go?
How can I begin?
At 20, I'm still depressed,
I tried taking my life at ten.
I began hurting so long ago,
I thought I'd be numb by now,
But it gets worse. It feels
Like salted wounds on the inside.

I cry out to no one!
My family isn't there for me,
And neither are any friends.
I cry out, "Oh God!" yet the silence never ends.
Why? What have I done?
"Oh Lord, I take it back starting from day one."

Why can't I be loved? Why can't I be touched?
Am I jinxed? Am I vexed? Am I cursed?
I long to die, but they say it's wrong,
I'll go to hell!! So I bleed.
I bleed hate, I bleed confusion,
I bleed eternal despair.

I have been abandoned and used.
I have been hated and abused.
No father, no friends, no one to depend.
I hated my childhood because I was always alone.
I was shown little affection, even now that I'm grown.

I want things to change, I don't know how,
I'll die if something doesn't happen now.
Where is my hero?
I need saving from this isolation.
Will it happen, or will I be eternally alone?
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54. The Light

Frequent bouts of depression have left me crippled, thinking that I do not deserve to walk on this Earth. The light, in this case, is my mother. My poem is intended to guide others facing similar struggles to their Light. May it be a friend, a family member, or even yourself, you do have a Light. Keep searching, my friend.
- By Jacob Kahn
- Published: January 2016 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem Thanking Those Who Helped You Deal With Depression

Through darkness and despair,
I can count on you.
Deep in the pits of hell
I can see you,

Through darkness and despair,
I can count on you.
Deep in the pits of hell
I can see you,
Beckoning,
Guiding,
Showing me the way.
You grab me by the hand
And take me away
From this darkness.
I was lost in the fog,
But you were there to guide me.
When I put up the wall,
The indestructible wall,
The ghoulish wall meant to isolate me.
You broke it down.
You freed me from its grasp.
When I saw only darkness in myself,
You saw the light.
I opened up to you,
And you let me in.
Most push me away again,
Destroying any chance of trust
To live inside the shell that is me.
This is why
You are my light.
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55. Hurting Hearts

This poem is dedicated to all those hurting hearts and depressed souls!
- By Cynthia Dassie Chester
- Published: January 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem About Hiding Depression

No one knows how the heart truly feels inside
Sometimes in pain and agony
it suffers
and makes love have no where to reside

No one knows how the heart truly feels inside
Sometimes in pain and agony
it suffers
and makes love have no where to reside

You can see the facial expressions and think everything is going fine
But you can't see the dreadful pain of the heart that's so hard to define

So very often we smile, laugh, and talk to people each and everyday
Still from that moment to the next, no one ever knows the obstacles you challenge along the way!

As for the "HURTING HEARTS" and the "DEPRESSED" souls, my tears go out to you today!
To the mothers, fathers, and others of those hurting hearts...I offer a "PRAYER"!!!
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56. Darkness

How depression takes over
- By Cassie
- Published: June 2007 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem Describing When Depression Takes Over

It's like a plague that never goes away,
Or an animal and its prey.
It waits...
And waits...

It's like a plague that never goes away,
Or an animal and its prey.
It waits...
And waits...
And waits...until you're ready.
Then closes in and devours you...
From the inside out.
ALL you see is shadows of the ones you once knew.
No more happiness,
No more laughter,
No more love.
It's like a thunderstorm that blocks your soul.
Your soul becomes a black hole.
Whatever said, heard, or learned
Is forgotten, never brought up again,
No longer does anything matter.
It's all darkness,
Like a plague that never goes away.
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57. A Prayer By Me

With all the emotions in my head, I feel like I can’t breathe, but no one would ever guess because I never talk about it. I wish I could, but I don’t know how. Only God knows, and this poem is a prayer I wrote to the guy on my side. But some days it’s hard to feel God’s love, and some days I come close to giving up. I pray that I keep my promise and that I keep pushing on, but it’s so, so hard. To anyone else out there feeling this way, give it a read, say a prayer, and don’t give up. We got this!
- By Mary Cathleen
- Published: September 2018 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
A 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.

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.
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58. Finding Joy

True Happiness is my definition of "Joy," which I can recognize, as I have experienced much previously. She slipped away in my early to mid-20s. I am now 55. I wrote this poem 17 years ago. It is mostly a rhyming, rhythmic poem, but I found that to be somewhat boring, so to create a little confusion and struggle in the reading, I disrupted the rhythmic feature of my poem in a couple places and found this to be symbolic of the confusion and struggle of my life without true happiness.
- By Trent D. Et
- Published: March 2021 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Looking 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

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.
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59. Wake Up, Repeat

When I was a teenager even now in my early 20's, there were days where I felt like I was just going through the motions. I felt empty, broken, useless. I felt like I had to hide how I felt from everyone by wearing a "mask." This poem describes how a typical day looks and feels from the perspective of someone suffering with severe depression. My message to you all is keep fighting. Don't lose hope. Don't be afraid to ask for help and talk to someone. I was too afraid, and it was almost too late for me.
- By Jamie L. Firestine
- Published: June 2020 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
The 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 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.
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60. Me

I was having a hard time with everything going on, so I thought I would write a poem, and this is what came out.
- By Sabrina
- Published: August 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.
Poem About Wanting Someone To See My Pain

Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life.

Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life.
If you hold me close
You can hear my heart
It cries more than most
From being torn apart.
After every breath I take,
After every fight I witness,
I ask, "Why must I awake?"
Will I ever conquer forgiveness?
Can you ever truly
Forgive without forgetting?
I am lonely.
My life I am abandoning.
From pain I am running.
Even though these tears are streaming
I will never look back.
All in all,
I have one question to ask.
Would you still catch me if I fall?
Maybe one day you will see.
This is how I live,
And this is me.
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41. Waves

When you are depressed, you are often inundated by waves of sadness. Unfortunately, you never know when the next wave will come.

42. When You Feel Like You Can't Go On

This is how I feel every day, and I can't seem to talk about it; it's easier to write it in a poem style. Thanks for reading.

43. Behind This Face

This poem is written from a very personal view during my battle with depression. This talks about the fact that you have to hide your true feelings and the constant act that you put on to the people around you.

44. Darkness

I've long battled depression. In this moment I was at a low point.

45. Changed Because Of Depression

What happened to me?

46. A Mask

People don't know who I really am. My mask covers my true feelings.

47. Learning To Fly

This poem is about 3 little life savers...my children. Without even trying, they saved me from the dark clouds of depression. Nothing the doctor prescribed could ever compare to the realization of the wonderful things I had already.

48. The Ending Start

49. If Only It Were Me

I love poetry. It's a way for me to get out of my head. I suffer from PPD, depression, anxiety, and social anxiety, My goal is to put these emotions into poetry. Many have these disorders, so if you relate, I'm sorry.

50. The Feeling Of Emptiness

51. The Crowd

I wrote this poem as therapy from a depression episode.

52. My Personal Battle

Poem about my infinite battle with debilitating depression.

53. Eternally Alone

I am a twenty year old college student struggling all the time and words cannot express the depression I feel daily. not because of chemical imbalances, but because of the many past events that haunt may every waking moment and my every dream.

54. The Light

55. Hurting Hearts

This poem is dedicated to all those hurting hearts and depressed souls!

56. Darkness

How depression takes over

57. A Prayer By Me

58. Finding Joy

59. Wake Up, Repeat

60. Me

I was having a hard time with everything going on, so I thought I would write a poem, and this is what came out.