The burning hate,
so severe, everlasting,
the hate you take every day,
that you absorb,
Depression Poems by Teens - Page 7
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Poem About The Hate And Pain Of Depression
The burning hate,Featured Shared Story
I am very touched by this poem . I have favored it and I will show it to others if asked about depression. Thank you!
I Hide My Depression From My Dad
I'm daddy's little misunderstood
Always wearing my hood
With my headphones in
Never letting you win...Featured Shared Story
I feel the exact same way, my dad tells me the way to do things and I do it to show him I'm a good son but he never acknowledges anything I do, like he wants me to be a good son and I try but...
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...
Poem About Breaking Free From Depression
Can't hide everything.
I stand here smiling at you.Featured 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....
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.
she knew exactly what she wanted
and how she'd get it
not trying so hard
just to make it...Featured Shared Story
this poem explains everything about my life: the good little girl who never goes wrong but then I was sent to boarding school. and there everything changed. I couldn't trust anyone, I know...
One night, I looked up and saw all of the stars.
Then looked down at my arm from which I bled thick, red tears.
Thinking about how I could have been with you if only I tried.
Why didn't I?...Featured Shared Story
I am living a life where no one bothers to come and wipe your tears, I am living a life where there are just black mascara lines running down my face and red tears dripping down my hand, I am...
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