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I don't write depressed poetry
But still, here I sit
toying with blackened words seeped in sadness
thinking lines like slow decline
broken hearted
so cliche and tear stained pages
clawing my way back from the brink
of shedding verbs of loneliness
isolated desperation clinging like my second skin
slowly flaking from my shoulders leaving only subtle traces
where my new skin yet feels to raw to pick up and carry on
stamping signs of happiness across black lines of begrudged depression
as though a noseless yellow face could succeed where I still fail
to vanquish the unease slowly eating at my restless mind
give me peace from these swinging moods
catapulting me between a selection of unfounded aggression and broken sobbing
I don't want to sit and think
words of how the light seems dim despite its heat
to take beauty out of sunrise
starlit nights and humble silence
take it back and leave me be
though I might not sleep for a week or three
as least I wont sit here late at night
and write depressed poetry
toying with blackened words seeped in sadness
thinking lines like slow decline
broken hearted
so cliche and tear stained pages
clawing my way back from the brink
of shedding verbs of loneliness
isolated desperation clinging like my second skin
slowly flaking from my shoulders leaving only subtle traces
where my new skin yet feels to raw to pick up and carry on
stamping signs of happiness across black lines of begrudged depression
as though a noseless yellow face could succeed where I still fail
to vanquish the unease slowly eating at my restless mind
give me peace from these swinging moods
catapulting me between a selection of unfounded aggression and broken sobbing
I don't want to sit and think
words of how the light seems dim despite its heat
to take beauty out of sunrise
starlit nights and humble silence
take it back and leave me be
though I might not sleep for a week or three
as least I wont sit here late at night
and write depressed poetry
Published 8th Mar 2014
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8th Mar 2014 4:48am
I like this... i write depressed poems unless i am happy... tell me how happy am i
I write to move passion and emotion out of myself. It's all I can do to stay sane. But one needs variance. Obsession leads to depression. I think you're a little bit of an Emily Dickinson.
17th Mar 2014 9:58pm
Cleverly worded, nice work.
Some of the most depressed people don't write "depressed poetry" because it makes them too focused on how they feel, what they see and what they think.
Maybe it's better to fight depression with happiness if it can be mustered.
Using happiness as a weapon for some is more effective than for others...goes to show how different we all are, how our brains function and how as individuals we deal with things.
Perhaps the writer or the struggler with depression gets more fulfillment in making another smile or feel uplifted.
Not all these are seen but it still helps them continue their own personal fight with their own demons...and we all have those.
Keep fighting!
Some of the most depressed people don't write "depressed poetry" because it makes them too focused on how they feel, what they see and what they think.
Maybe it's better to fight depression with happiness if it can be mustered.
Using happiness as a weapon for some is more effective than for others...goes to show how different we all are, how our brains function and how as individuals we deal with things.
Perhaps the writer or the struggler with depression gets more fulfillment in making another smile or feel uplifted.
Not all these are seen but it still helps them continue their own personal fight with their own demons...and we all have those.
Keep fighting!
