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21. Death

Just wanted to see if it was any good. so comment and rate
- By Evan
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2012 with 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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22. My Daughter's Tears

Dedicated to my beautiful daughter who has suffered most of her life with depression. I don't ever want to lose her, so I love her through her pain.
- By Annabel Sheila
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2008 with 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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23. Feeling Blue

I wrote this poem when I was 18 and felt very depressed and alone. It was the 1st ever poem I wrote. Hope you like it.
- By Kt
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2015 with 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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24. A Mask

People don't know who I really am. My mask covers my true feelings.
- By Jordyn Alberts
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2013 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Hidden Pain And Longing To Be Seen

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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25. Describing Imaginary Things

Many people don't understand that depression isn't just feeling sad: it's a real disorder, and you can't cure it by saying, "Buck up, sweetie." In a way, this poem is meant to show how most people simply don't understand depression and how people with it feel. A friend of mine was diagnosed with depression, and one night she desperately tried to explain to me what it was like. I was shocked by what I didn't understand. The poem was born from that and told in her perspective.
- By Katie R.
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2017 with permission of the Author.
Poem On What It Feels Like To Live With Depression

"I'm tired," I say,
"That's all."
And in a way, I guess it's true.
In every other way,

"I'm tired," I say,
"That's all."
And in a way, I guess it's true.
In every other way,
It's a lie.

Tonight you ask me
What depression feels like.
I think, then tell you
That it's sort of like
Slowly clicking up a roller coaster hill,
Waiting and waiting to peak,
But never reaching the top.

You seem confused
But don't ask anything else.
Soon enough you're gossiping about
How that girl we know got pregnant.
You don't understand that
I am still climbing that godforsaken hill.

People call me heartless,
Robotic.
I wonder if they realize
How difficult it is to function
When you're not sure if you even exist.

And here I am,
Dodging your politely, forcefully concerned gaze,
As you ask me what's wrong.
"I'm tired," I say,
"That's all."

I wish I could explain depression to you
Once again and scream about
How I wish I could feel anything.
Do you really want to know what depression is like?
Depression is like having a disinterested corpse
Skillfully stowed in the shell of my body.

"You seem so sad lately.
Can't you at least pretend to care?"
Oh, honey, if you only knew.
You ramble on about this and that,
But I'm no longer listening.
You could dig for centuries
And never strike my dying core.

And THAT, my innocent, naive fool,
Is what depression feels like.
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26. Sweet Agony

This poem is about my struggle with depression and self-mutilation. I have been fighting for 5 years and this is how it feels sometimes. I really hope I can relate to someone and help them know they are not alone, even though it is extremely easy to feel like you are.
- By Mania Jankowski
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011 with 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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27. 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 by Family Friend Poems March 2009 with 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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28. Tidal Wave

While battling with depression and anxiety, I have found that writing poetry is one of the only ways I can get out my stress and relieve some of my angst. I have many friends and family members who deal with depression, and I'm hoping other people can find some comfort in my words knowing they're not alone.
- By Brian L. Barrett
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2018 with 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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29. Dancing In The Rain

This poem is dedicated to those who struggle with depression, loneliness, and pain. You're not alone. I am here for you anytime you need anything. Feel free to lean on me in your times of struggle, and I'll be there to hold you up.
- By Juli Nielsen
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2016 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Seeking Help For Depression

You've had those feelings... you wish your life was done.
You're broken, defeated, and overcome.
Each day more challenging than the last.
Moments of weakness...emotions consistently masked.

You've had those feelings... you wish your life was done.
You're broken, defeated, and overcome.
Each day more challenging than the last.
Moments of weakness...emotions consistently masked.

There is sadness built up, stirring within,
Reflecting on where your life has been.
You feel alone... all you feel is pain.
Each moment a struggle masked by crying in the rain.

The storms of life will thunder, shoot lightning 'cross your face.
But get up, chin up, and win YOUR race.
You can take charge...refuse to feel defeat.
Just get up, walk out... first step's to move your feet.

Get out of the trench that you've dug for yourself.
Change what you are to improve your mental health.
There's no shame in admitting that life is harder than you can bear.
That's what friends are for...to show comfort and to care.

Don't take the world on all alone; the challenges are real.
Be willing to accept the help you need, friendship, and you'll heal.
Days will get easier; life will cease to be a strain...
Before you know it, you'll be DANCING in the rain.
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30. Life As I See It

Written for all the years of depression when everyone tried to tell me to just be normal and get over it...
- By Linda Morrow
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2008 with 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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31. 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 by Family Friend Poems March 2019 with 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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32. Together

This is a poem I wrote for my best friend, who is fighting a losing war with depression and self-harm. He is the most amazing, beautiful, loyal and persistent boy I know, and I am proud to call him my friend. I would do anything to help him in his fight.
- By Hannah L
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2016 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Staying Strong

So--this is where we are.
After coming so far,
This is what it's come to.
After all we've been through,

So--this is where we are.
After coming so far,
This is what it's come to.
After all we've been through,
We're still where we started:
Bruised and broken-hearted.

You'd think after fighting this long
We'd become safe and strong.
But as we battle close to death,
We're still lost and find no rest.
As we wander 'round, asking why,
There's no tears when we cry.

We're lost with only each other,
Feeling as a child without its mother.
As darkness nears closer and closer,
We fear our lives may be over.

But I caught, in the distance,
A shimmer of light, so persistent.
I grab your hand, holding tight,
As I try to lead you toward the light.

But now you've grown so heavy.
I fear you're dead already.
I can't leave you here all alone.
I have to take you back home.

So won't you please come with me
And believe that I can see
The way out, the way home?
There'll be no more wandering all alone.

So please, rise and stand.
Follow me and hold my hand,
Because together we can win.
We can find the light within.
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33. 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 by Family Friend Poems December 2019 with 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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34. Depression Blues

I am bipolar manic depressive. It helps writing rhymes when I am in my low state. Sometimes this mental illness gets the best of me. I would like to share these in hopes of helping others to know they are not alone.
- By Tina M. Casalvera
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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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35. When You Look At Me

This poem is about my everyday life and people not being able to see the real me. But in this poem I'm telling them that my smile they see every day is fake.
- By Mary
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I'm Not The Person You See

When you look at me,
What do you see?
I bet if you look deep enough
You would see right through me.

When you look at me,
What do you see?
I bet if you look deep enough
You would see right through me.
If you look deep in my eyes,
You would forget all my lies.
You would tell that I'm hurt.
All you have to do is be more alert.
Do you know what it's like
To cry silently every night?
What y'all really see
Is not the real me.
I'm broken inside,
Even if you don't see it,
So look at me again.
What do you see?
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36. 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 by Family Friend Poems October 2013 with 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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37. Glance

Sometimes I feel like I'm surrounded by people but I still feel alone. When I wrote this, I felt so alone and was crying. Tears fell as I wrote this, but I felt better after I finished.
- By Ashley Reyes
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2020 with 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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38. Dead Inside

I'm always battling depression. Sometimes I feel like I'm not even there. I put up a front for my family, but I'm dying inside.
- By Kerri L. Copeland
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2018 with 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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39. Who Could Ever Love Me?

I am fifteen years old, and for years, I struggled with self-hate. No one knew since I hide it so well. I was alone and I had nowhere to go. I was always there for so many people, but no one was there for me. I was so lost, and no one cared. I'm so sorry for all those people who went through the same thing! Much love!
- By Miriam Narat
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2020 with 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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40. Cries

A teenage girl who can't tell anyone how she truly feels because she is scared of being judged. She hides her sadness behind a fake smile so nobody will know she's not happy.
- By Emily Harstine
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2017 with 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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Depression Poems - Page 2

21. Death

Just wanted to see if it was any good. so comment and rate

22. My Daughter's Tears

Dedicated to my beautiful daughter who has suffered most of her life with depression. I don't ever want to lose her, so I love her through her pain.

23. Feeling Blue

I wrote this poem when I was 18 and felt very depressed and alone. It was the 1st ever poem I wrote. Hope you like it.

24. A Mask

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

25. Describing Imaginary Things

26. Sweet Agony

This poem is about my struggle with depression and self-mutilation. I have been fighting for 5 years and this is how it feels sometimes. I really hope I can relate to someone and help them know they are not alone, even though it is extremely easy to feel like you are.

27. The Ending Start

28. Tidal Wave

29. Dancing In The Rain

This poem is dedicated to those who struggle with depression, loneliness, and pain. You're not alone. I am here for you anytime you need anything. Feel free to lean on me in your times of struggle, and I'll be there to hold you up.

30. Life As I See It

Written for all the years of depression when everyone tried to tell me to just be normal and get over it...

31. 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.

32. Together

This is a poem I wrote for my best friend, who is fighting a losing war with depression and self-harm. He is the most amazing, beautiful, loyal and persistent boy I know, and I am proud to call him my friend. I would do anything to help him in his fight.

33. Waves

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

34. Depression Blues

I am bipolar manic depressive. It helps writing rhymes when I am in my low state. Sometimes this mental illness gets the best of me. I would like to share these in hopes of helping others to know they are not alone.

35. When You Look At Me

This poem is about my everyday life and people not being able to see the real me. But in this poem I'm telling them that my smile they see every day is fake.

36. The Feeling Of Emptiness

37. Glance

Sometimes I feel like I'm surrounded by people but I still feel alone. When I wrote this, I felt so alone and was crying. Tears fell as I wrote this, but I felt better after I finished.

38. Dead Inside

I'm always battling depression. Sometimes I feel like I'm not even there. I put up a front for my family, but I'm dying inside.

39. Who Could Ever Love Me?

40. Cries

A teenage girl who can't tell anyone how she truly feels because she is scared of being judged. She hides her sadness behind a fake smile so nobody will know she's not happy.