Glance
Glance, but don't stare.
You're not supposed to see the scars that I bear.
Don't listen, just speak.
Depression has a different quality than the normal range of sadness that you may feel throughout the day. When you are depressed you do not feel like being with anybody. You either sleep way more than usual or you can hardly sleep at all. Similarly, your appetite is either nonexistent or increases dramatically. Your energy level goes way down and you have a feeling of hopelessness about life. As difficult as it may be it is important to get out of the house and get some help. You are not alone.
Glance, but don't stare.
You're not supposed to see the scars that I bear.
Don't listen, just speak.
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.
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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
Sometimes I can't find the words
That fill my messy head.
Can't find the effort to smile
Or get out of my silly old bed.
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Walking into a typhoon,
Swimming against the tide,
That's just how it feels,
When my truth I have to hide.
My head is not right today.
I have no idea why it's this way.
It switches from one thought to another.
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.
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I feel like there is nowhere to go.
I feel like I can't get out.
I feel like there is no one I can show.
I feel like I can't shout.
I was just sitting there,
Watching TV,
When a wave of sadness
Washed over me.
Can't you hear my silent screams?
They are so loud they echo in my dreams.
Behind this face that carries a smile
Depression is not something you can explain - it is most definitely not sadness. Sadness is about crying and feeling. But depression- it's the absence of feeling, a hollowed feeling. It eats...
Depression is a monster
That destroys both heart and soul.
It tortures without mercy
And consumes its victim whole.
Dear Danielle,
Your words are so kind, and I want to sincerely thank you, not only for taking the time to read my poem, but to also write such a beautiful critique of it. I am immensely...