Depression

Make your own poem about depression or sadness! You can add real life experiences or just pure fiction. Make this at least 4 lines. Please use correct spelling. I hope you use this competition!
Examples:
WHAT TO DO:
I looked back one more time
I felt the tears rushing down my face
I quickly looked away
I don't want to look weak in front of him

WHAT NOT TO DO:
Sadness is just happiness
Nothing big though
Aint nothing big

Undertow

Most of it's span the tides are calm
a steady, even flow
but if you dare approach the bridge
beware the undertow

the waters deep and steady
or that's how they appear
the rocky shallows at each end
can shine through crystal clear

but if you get the notion to
go swimming in the deep
you might be pinned under the rocks
for your eternal sleep

as on the surface things look calm
a steady, even flow
it's not so calm beneath the bridge
beware the undertow

even the rocks at either end
through midday sun they gleam
are not a peaceful place to rest
they're deeper than they seem

the shoals look violent in their churn
but even in the deep
there's currents that can drag you down
to your eternal sleep

you'll soon find things are not so calm
no steady, even flow
the depths may seem like they hold calm
but there's an undertow

the violence spills upon the banks
for passerby to see
it's not a place i'm speaking of
the river is in me

On your downward spiral
do you not see
the doors
at every turn
the choices
you could make
if only you break
these phyicalogical claws
from the thoughts
that you entertain
the ones that whisper
within your mind
there is
no key to find
for there is
no lock
your choise
stands before you
just push

What is Human
what does it mean
to be
what does it mean
to feel
someone in sorrow
to feel
the tears
of a broken child
inside your borders
of letts pretend
so what does it mean
when you proudly announce
that you are

I feel
the strength
of her arms
around me
and the warmth
of her body
within me
and i
snuggle up
even closer
feeling safer
then i have been
in years
i sigh
and close my eyes
wanting the moment
to be my prize
yet i cry
because i know
she's just a wish
that bleeds me dry
just a thought
within my head
that i wish
was dead
because the pain
is becoming more
then i can bare

Out of Sync

do you know
the power you have
the damage
you could do
if I gave my heart
to you?

perhaps...
I should rephrase that
if I told you
it was yours

tis time
and past, I think
to simply...
let it go

this is not the time
not the place
two souls
out of sync

what I feel
is not enough
existing
on its own

the distance
is too great
to pull the ragged edges
together
and mend
this agonizing tear

tis impossible
I believe
to fill the aching void
that occupies
your place
in my heart

not here
not now
what I feel
what you feel
are worlds apart
perhaps...
in the next...

It Didn’t

Sitting in the lotus position
Meditating kind of, of sorts
Contemplating life’s meaning
Contemplating God’s presence
Still feeling nothing of sorts
The water is now coldish
Discoloured and reddish
I don’t feel cold despite the water
Despite my shaking I am not cold
I am no nearer my god to thee
And my sadness continues
I feel a quickness of pulse
I realise I will be sad to the end
I’m annoyed I just thought
The moment I slashed both
The sadness would disappear
It didn’t, it hung around
Like a bad unwanted smell
It hung round my neck like a rope
It still does, just feels tighter
My sadness deeper and heavier
Can’t even make it to the phone
I’m kinda sad about that too

Breakable

I used to think that the very first ray of light was a great
Mystery, an untold story that I had to seek and unravel
For the day, but these days I awake and drag my weight
Out of bed, the light had long passed, nothing to marvel
But merely the faint hope that I would not be reminded of
My loneliness, these days, the song of birds, the colour
Of summer bring a smile from within my heart and love
Wells within my lungs for an instant and then the pallor
Of days, weeks, months, years, a stupor and a hunger
Fall upon me like a dark cloud, but it never rains, never.

The simple meaning of a melody heard from a distance
Escapes me, and the memories of laughter and tears
From a passionate life has gone so far away, a chance
To escape this prison has passed me by and the years
Have made me fragile, breakable; so my heart is nothing
But a scab, these days, and I could never see the first ray
Of light just as I could never feel the magnificence of living
In paradise, so this is what it's like, if you ever stood amazed
At the towering waves of the sea and you knew you'd die
This is what it's like to live with someone you do not love.

So, I finally told you I was depressed
yes I became something I used to never understand
you still don't understand
and yes, things are getting better
and yes, i'm getting better
but I still look back on that day
and I can't understand why you wouldn't help me
why you would blame me
why you would leave

yes, I told you I was depressed

and you replied, "I don't believe in depression."

I Mastered One-sided Conversations by Being Ungrateful

 
 
I suppose it was just a bad day.
I guess I'm just tired.
We all have days like that, right?
...
I have them more often these days.
It's the same thing, over and over again.  
Up and down, up and down...
...
...
It's just that it gets harder, you know?  
The crawling back up part.
So I guess maybe I'm asking for a little help.
Something.  
Something to hold on to because this is rough and I really am tired.
And it hurts.
It's not supposed to be this hard.
I wouldn't think so.
You aren't supposed to put more on us than we can bear, right?
I can do all things through He who strengthens me?
I can't even take care of my kid.  
I'm in here hiding in the bathroom and someone else is out ther-
...
I'M HIDING IN THE FREAKING BATHROOM!  
I'M A GROWN WOMAN CURLED UP  
IN A BALL UNDER THE FREAKING TOILET!  
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO BE LEARNING HERE? HUH?
WHAT IS THIS TEACHING ME?
WHAT VIRTUE IS THERE IN THIS?
I MEAN HONESTLY?  
IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK TO JUST NOT WAKE UP?  
PLEASE!
STOP WASTING THIS ON ME!
I AM USELESS HERE!  
THEY DON'T EVEN WANT ME HERE, THEY TELL ME EVERYDAY!  
EVERY FREAKING DAY!
I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO DO THIS ANYMORE!  
I DON'T ASK FOR ANYTHING! ANYTHING, EVER!  
CAN YOU JUST DO THIS ONE THING FOR ME?  
CAN I BE SELFISH FOR ONCE?  
LET ME BE SELFI-
"Mommy will be out in a minute baby, ok?"
...
...
It is selfish.
That's a lot to put on him.
He didn't ask for this.
He wants me.  
He needs me.
And he really is amazing.  
So precious.  
And I don't think they'd tell him I tried.
...
...
I'm going to bed.
I suppose it was just a bad day.  
Maybe I'm just tired.  
...
I'll try a little harder tomorrow to be grateful.