Can't hide everything.
I stand here smiling at you.
Depression Poems by Teens - Page 6
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Poem About Breaking Free From Depression
The maskFeatured Shared Story
Every morning like one puts on make up I put on the "I'm fine" mask and wear all day. It fools most people. But not yourself. At the end of the day I get to my bed and cry my heart out....
Save me for it is I who is trapped in my own depression
I'm drowning in my tears
I'm dying from the pain of no tomorrow
Featured Shared Story
I suffer from anxiety and depression. So much has happened to me over the year and I started drinking recently. I've even cut myself because of what was going on around me. Next thing you...
Trying To Make Sense Of How I Feel
Which one is it?
I ask myself each day.Featured Shared Story
Beautiful poem. You are brave for choosing words instead of the razor. Words could heal, and they could also bridge the broken end where there are scars and hollow soft sobs. I have a close...
People Say You Have To Let Things Go
are you waiting for the chance, at marriage love, or romance? or a very special tune, so you can laugh and dance? are you waiting for your time, to glow to succeed, to shine? or are you shooting for higher standards, to be flawless and divine?
I know I'm waiting for my turn, to be chill instead of burned. waiting for people to listen, and not keep their backs turned. I'm waiting for the moment, for the truth to set me free. and gain back the love of my friends and family.
Have you ever felt like you could do nothing right;
Have you ever felt like giving up the fight;
Have you ever slit your wrists;
Have you ever picked up a knife;...Featured Shared Story
What do you mean when you say "is hell full of thrills"
I have been dealing with depression and anxiety since sixth grade and I'm getting help now but I feel like it's not working as much as...
Heartbreaking Cry Of Depression
I sit here all alone in this dark scary place,
I want to run but it grabs me by the wrist,
its like my shadow and it holding my hand leading me where it wants to take me,
to its dark scary land, ...Featured Shared Story
My name is Grace and this poem had touched me deeply, because I have experienced the same thing that Leslie had gone through. I feel and carry too much pain ever since I was born. I was born...
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