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
Depression Poems - Page 4
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Poem Working Through Depression
I suppose it's hard for some to understandFeatured Shared Story
This is a really good little fun sized poem the puts the darkness of the topic into a slightly lighter-hearted, almost depressingly whimsical feel. I really enjoyed it. Thank you.
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...Featured Shared Story
This is so deep. I felt this in another level. I have the same exact feelings sometimes.
Poem Wondering Where Smiles And Laughter Have Gone
What ever happened to all your smiles?
Are they hidden under the coversFeatured Shared Story
I loved this poem so much. I have a friend who I love dearly but has been struggling with her depression and suicidal ways. She is in the hospital right now and this poem really touched me. I...
where can I go?
how can I begin.
At 20 I'm still depressed
I tried taking my life at ten...Featured Shared Story
I tried killing myself at your age. A month later I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. It's been two years, and I had gotten better, but then I fell again. I really hope you get...
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 placeFeatured Shared Story
This is so relatable. People always think I'm happy all the time; they think I never feel pain and they try to never make me feel pain. The thing is, I already do. Whenever I do feel pain and...
Would You Still Catch Me If I Fall?
Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life....Featured Shared Story
I know exactly what you're feeling when I was little my mom and dad used to fight and I would sit there and watch it, after we left my dad, my mom got with another man who beat her. So my...
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.Featured Shared Story
This poem said exactly how I feel. Thank you for writing it.
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