1. The Countdown
"Count to 10," they said,
"Deep breaths and it will pass,
because the feelings that consume you won't stay, and they won't last,"
but with each and every land mine that goes off within my head,
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.
"Count to 10," they said,
"Deep breaths and it will pass,
because the feelings that consume you won't stay, and they won't last,"
but with each and every land mine that goes off within my head,
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Depression is a monster
That destroys both heart and soul.
It tortures without mercy
And consumes its victim whole.
My Dear Malainse,
I am sobbing right now! Your words have both broke and filled my heart. Let me share with you, you have touched my life so much and lifted my spirits clear to the sky. I...
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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.
She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear,
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here.
This is such an inspiring poem. I am a seventh grader with depression and it is because of my loving boyfriend that I am still alive. Please, anyone who is depressed, know that there is...
My head is not right today.
I have no idea why it's this way.
It switches from one thought to another.
Can't you hear my silent screams?
They are so loud they echo in my dreams.
Behind this face that carries a smile
Be strong and keep believing in your true self! Realize that you are not the voices in your head. You are a survivor and your truth matters. You are worthy. Very few people will be able to...
Here on my arm lies a mark that I made.
When I was so low, I cut with a blade
To punish my body for being a mess,
Though here is my testament, I must confess...
Hi Sarah,
Thank you so much for taking the time to comment on my poem. It really means a lot to hear that it helps you. I was worried initially to share my poem so publicly as it was...
Have you ever felt trapped behind metal bars,
Or watched all your cuts turn to scars?
Have you tried to escape the pain in your soul,
But you just couldn't seem to fit that hole?
I will bury my beating heart
Somewhere, deep in the sand
Crabs and seagulls will fight to tear it apart
As my soul is cursed to wander land
Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain,
Hiding the tears that fall like rain.
Saying I'm fine when I'm anything but.
This ache in my soul rips at my gut.
Thank you so much! I'm so happy my experiences can have an affect on others. I always felt so alone, but it's time for all of us to realize we aren't alone, and we need to stand together and...
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.
Few words to explain me. Thanks, dear. You are not alone.
Anger. Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I've built up inside.
I totally understand you. I am always putting up masks so no one really knows how I really feel or what I'm really dealing with. And it's dragging me down, and it's like I'm being pulled down...
You would never know it,
The constant pain I feel,
Because in the light of day
It almost isn't real.
This poem is so relatable. I grew up with a drug addict father who abused my mom. Now that I have gotten older and I understand what addiction is, all it does is break my heart. I always put...
It's hard sometimes to say exactly what I'm worth.
Sometimes even harder dealing with the hurt.
To feel like no one's there during all my pain.
I know that my post is late, but I hope--by some miracle--you will discover it. I am much older than you, and I, too, have experienced a life that is void of human companionship. It is my...
Depression is oppression.
It's a deadly hidden message
Defined by self-hate.
It seals its prisoner's fate.
This poem is very well written and it gave me chills because of how amazing it is. I'm going through these poems in search of one to use for prose and poetry, an academic event, i take part...
Days of endless struggle.
More hopeful pills today,
Trying to appear "normal"
In some sort of way.
I am a 19-year-old orphan girl born in Congo and raised in South Africa. During the war back then, my father was murdered in front of my family and me. The soldiers entered our home while we...
Emotions.
Do you feel them?
She was numb and frozen,
Yet it dimly sparkled like a dying gem.
When you feel empty and hollow, I feel like it's easy to feel alone. This poem helped me realize that I am not alone and that there are other people out there who struggle to feel again, who...
"I'm tired," I say,
"That's all."
And in a way, I guess it's true.
In every other way,
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.
Blessings to you all, I can't say what brought me to this site other than the Holy Spirit. And it allowed me to pause for quite some time reading all of the poems and feedback posted. I know...
Each day I live, the pain consumes
What little sanity I have bloomed,
Like walking in a cloud of fog
Falling down, sinking into smog.
Hi Anamika!
I'm really sorry that you have to go through the same thing that I've had to struggle with. You're right! It can be very awkward to tell your parents about your depression! The...