Poems About Depression Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about depression seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
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Hand Of Sorrow
Verse 1]
Regression to submission
Reversion to illusion
I am lost in this confusion
No stranger to exclusion
Suffer agony infusion
The end of me in view
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Misery weaved into me
Curse of mind for all to see
[Chorus 1]
Hand of sorrow, reach in me
Grasp my heart, set me free
Pull it out with no remorse
Broken by unnatural force
Shatter what's whole
Rip out the soul
[Verse 2]
Aggression to confession
Drown in my obsession
Cannot kill my burden
Inner wounds not...
Regression to submission
Reversion to illusion
I am lost in this confusion
No stranger to exclusion
Suffer agony infusion
The end of me in view
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Misery weaved into me
Curse of mind for all to see
[Chorus 1]
Hand of sorrow, reach in me
Grasp my heart, set me free
Pull it out with no remorse
Broken by unnatural force
Shatter what's whole
Rip out the soul
[Verse 2]
Aggression to confession
Drown in my obsession
Cannot kill my burden
Inner wounds not...
#anger
#dark
#death #depression
#death #depression
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Weakness
Shining
Is the blade
Before me.
Glistening
For yours truly
So brightly.
Craving
The blood
It seeks.
Personifying
Oh so lustrous
Sweet melodies.
Suggesting
The freedom
From within.
Resisting
The temptations
I will not give in
Is the blade
Before me.
Glistening
For yours truly
So brightly.
Craving
The blood
It seeks.
Personifying
Oh so lustrous
Sweet melodies.
Suggesting
The freedom
From within.
Resisting
The temptations
I will not give in
#depression
#SelfHarm
#strength
#suicide
#temptation
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War with myself
I face my fears everyday
Creeping through crevices
Of my sacred guarded tower
Subduing me like a hypnotist
Appearing from the dark
With their forbidden enticements
I try looking away
So not to fall for their enchantments
Sneaking inside, they secretly surround
Tempting and twisting my thoughts
Into thinking that
They were everything I sought
I try to run, but there is no escape
I try to scream, but there is no help
Such is my fate
When I'm at war with myself
Creeping through crevices
Of my sacred guarded tower
Subduing me like a hypnotist
Appearing from the dark
With their forbidden enticements
I try looking away
So not to fall for their enchantments
Sneaking inside, they secretly surround
Tempting and twisting my thoughts
Into thinking that
They were everything I sought
I try to run, but there is no escape
I try to scream, but there is no help
Such is my fate
When I'm at war with myself
#addiction
#anxiety
#depression
#despair
#drugs
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Days into nights
Doubt fills my head
Eating me from the inside
Shadows absorbing the light
Turning days into nights
I think back to long ago
When happiness roamed
Through my thoughts
Now, it's gone
I lay in bed quietly covered
Like a corpse at a crime scene
Ignore and turn away
All my family and friends
When will this suffering stop
When will this war end
When will grace lead me
Beside still waters to drink
Eating me from the inside
Shadows absorbing the light
Turning days into nights
I think back to long ago
When happiness roamed
Through my thoughts
Now, it's gone
I lay in bed quietly covered
Like a corpse at a crime scene
Ignore and turn away
All my family and friends
When will this suffering stop
When will this war end
When will grace lead me
Beside still waters to drink
#anxiety
#dark
#depression
#MentalHealth
#sadness
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Life
It all seems so simple
Yet I try and fail
I just want to take pleasure
In life's daily struggles and triumphs
Without searching for
A crutch to help me hobble along
I want to laugh and cry
Instead of fazing out
In an emotionless stupor
Hold my boys and know
They want always be boys
Get lost in the gaze
Of my beautiful wife's eyes
And realize how blessed I am
I want to grow old
And see my boys turn into men
While holding my wife's hand
Thinking of how we made it
...
Yet I try and fail
I just want to take pleasure
In life's daily struggles and triumphs
Without searching for
A crutch to help me hobble along
I want to laugh and cry
Instead of fazing out
In an emotionless stupor
Hold my boys and know
They want always be boys
Get lost in the gaze
Of my beautiful wife's eyes
And realize how blessed I am
I want to grow old
And see my boys turn into men
While holding my wife's hand
Thinking of how we made it
...
#addiction
#depression
#hope
#inspirational
#redemption
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the space before surrender
the keys beneath my fingers lie cold
they always do…don’t they?
til life breathes thru them
coaxin out melodies that dance
on the edge of existence
I had say to play
to drown out the world’s noise
but found myself lost
starin deep into the piano’s surface
beyond my own reflection
into the depths of nothinness
isn’t that the way of it?
we search for meanin
only to find ourself face to face
with the infinite void
of our crowded minds
last night was…difficult
that’s the word we are meant to...
they always do…don’t they?
til life breathes thru them
coaxin out melodies that dance
on the edge of existence
I had say to play
to drown out the world’s noise
but found myself lost
starin deep into the piano’s surface
beyond my own reflection
into the depths of nothinness
isn’t that the way of it?
we search for meanin
only to find ourself face to face
with the infinite void
of our crowded minds
last night was…difficult
that’s the word we are meant to...
#depression
#music
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Misplaced Teardrops
The winter wasteland of my heart
Distant, and distorted
Cast into the cold and lonely rivers of reality
Like melting snowflakes
Now no more than droplets
Their magic, now lost
Without shape, or form
Like misplaced teardrops
by Jemia
Distant, and distorted
Cast into the cold and lonely rivers of reality
Like melting snowflakes
Now no more than droplets
Their magic, now lost
Without shape, or form
Like misplaced teardrops
by Jemia
#depression
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
#philosophical
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I’m a loser baby
I liked myself better
when I hated myself more
misery had a melody
self destruction had rhythm
now I’m fumblin thru life
like a virgin at an orgy
good intentions but awkward as fuck
my hands remember Rachmaninoff
but my brain has set fire
to the keys
sendin up smoke signals
to a god that stopped listenin
somewhere between genesis
and my one man show of self sabotage
they called me gifted
before my fingers learned to tremble
virtuoso playin tag with oblivion
composin chaos from memory ...
when I hated myself more
misery had a melody
self destruction had rhythm
now I’m fumblin thru life
like a virgin at an orgy
good intentions but awkward as fuck
my hands remember Rachmaninoff
but my brain has set fire
to the keys
sendin up smoke signals
to a god that stopped listenin
somewhere between genesis
and my one man show of self sabotage
they called me gifted
before my fingers learned to tremble
virtuoso playin tag with oblivion
composin chaos from memory ...
#addiction
#depression
#disappointment #music
#disappointment #music
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Nameless
They placed their hands upon my skin,
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
#addiction
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
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when the last note falls
when the music dies
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
#bipolar
#depression
#insomnia #music
#insomnia #music
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take this sadness
intro]
Take this sadness
and turn it into silence
[Verse 1]
I bleed with it
a sadness so deep
it could hold the ocean
(Don't silence me
don't silence me
can anybody hear me?)
And you
you give me what I don't need
so tie me down
and throw me into the depths of it
where no one can hear me cry
[Chorus]
Take this sadness
take this sadness
and turn it into silence
(No one is listening anyway)
(Is there anybody left...
Take this sadness
and turn it into silence
[Verse 1]
I bleed with it
a sadness so deep
it could hold the ocean
(Don't silence me
don't silence me
can anybody hear me?)
And you
you give me what I don't need
so tie me down
and throw me into the depths of it
where no one can hear me cry
[Chorus]
Take this sadness
take this sadness
and turn it into silence
(No one is listening anyway)
(Is there anybody left...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#lyrics
#MentalHealth
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follow me into the storm
the wind speaks of lettin go
in the language of the broken
promisin to scatter these bones
like the last notes of a storm
fadin into thunder
mother nature opens her arms
in a way that my mother never did
offerin shelter in the chaos
peace in the destruction
rest in her wild heart
each breath a step closer
to the quiet center
where stars hang too low
and the moon splits the clouds
where the sky bleeds into the horizon
and lightnin makes promises
that the rain never intended to keep
where darkness drifts in ...
in the language of the broken
promisin to scatter these bones
like the last notes of a storm
fadin into thunder
mother nature opens her arms
in a way that my mother never did
offerin shelter in the chaos
peace in the destruction
rest in her wild heart
each breath a step closer
to the quiet center
where stars hang too low
and the moon splits the clouds
where the sky bleeds into the horizon
and lightnin makes promises
that the rain never intended to keep
where darkness drifts in ...
#bipolar
#depression
#shadows
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DU Poetry : Poems About Depression Seeking Friendly Advice