Submissions by anxiousveins

This is less of a poem, and more of a rant. I hope people understand. I can't say I hope you relate, because depression is not an okay thing. Let me know what you think.


"Just get over it."  "It's no big deal" "you're just having a bad day." "Stop being so dramatic." "Can't you just talk to a shrink or something." "You need serious help, you're fucking crazy." "Stop crying all the time." "Why don't you come out of your room now and then."


Depression

It's like you're floating...

Once all the tears have been cried, and skin rubbed raw..
A mirror is to be found.
Standing in front of the mirror,
crying tears of blood.
How could someone do this to someone so small.
Not small in just a sense of size,
but every way.
Small hopes, and even smaller dreams.
The only thing big, were fears.
With an open robe.
As exposed as ever,
examining soon to be scars.
Wandering eyes,
Bowing of a head in a somewhat silent prayer.
Is there even a need to believe in God anymore.
With what has happened in these past hours, ...

Outbursts.
It began as surprise attacks of affection. It was kinda cute. You kissed me to end the argument, or snuck up behind me for a hug.

Then came the shocking expressions. It was eye opening indeed. I felt trusted. That you were relaxing around me. Showing the real you, even if it wasn’t all beauty.

Slowly you “opened up” more and more. I remember thinking; ‘nothing is wrong, we’ve just passed the honeymoon stage’. I bit my tongue, and held my breath so that your poor soul wouldn’t fret.

Yelling came soon. I had witnessed reverse metamorphosis. You...