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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One Way Ticket
Oft
When low
Switzerland
Seems like a place to go
Not necessarily
For the yodelling, or snow
Having a ball
Before ending it all
A slave
To the grave
A feast for worms
At least now rid of germs
The end of my non-existence
I should of died young
Guess i was a keeper
For the grim reaper
To early for my swan song
My life to long
All that awaits
Is age
And all the shit
That goes with it
by Jemia
When low
Switzerland
Seems like a place to go
Not necessarily
For the yodelling, or snow
Having a ball
Before ending it all
A slave
To the grave
A feast for worms
At least now rid of germs
The end of my non-existence
I should of died young
Guess i was a keeper
For the grim reaper
To early for my swan song
My life to long
All that awaits
Is age
And all the shit
That goes with it
by Jemia
#depression
#LifeStruggles
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The Gravity of Doubt
What thought for life
torments me enough
to keep from flinging
this dismal soul—
gift-wrapped in flesh—
from these towered heights?
The days were swift
and gone.
Fear grips
this would-be stone,
preventing the fall
that the will now fights.
“Blessed is the Lord,”
my heart defends,
what my mind has opposed,
hammering this hesitant,
restless soul with
heavy,
leaden
blows.
torments me enough
to keep from flinging
this dismal soul—
gift-wrapped in flesh—
from these towered heights?
The days were swift
and gone.
Fear grips
this would-be stone,
preventing the fall
that the will now fights.
“Blessed is the Lord,”
my heart defends,
what my mind has opposed,
hammering this hesitant,
restless soul with
heavy,
leaden
blows.
#conflict
#depression
#fear
#spiritual
#suicide
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A Hold on Me
something’s
gripping tight
the air
suffocates
walls lean in
like whispers
and the devil's
knuckles knock
who is it inside
I’m fading away
lost in the echo
of my own voice
gripping tight
the air
suffocates
walls lean in
like whispers
and the devil's
knuckles knock
who is it inside
I’m fading away
lost in the echo
of my own voice
#depression
#emptiness
#honesty
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
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A better place
The world would be a better place
if I wasn't around
I try to bring others up
but all I do is bring them down
My tongue is bitter
Poisoned by pain
I feel like it would be better if I never spoke again
I try to heal the broken hearted
by showing them I care
the fear sets in and suddenly
I can't stand to be there
It's too many deep emotions
Something I can't stand
So when the people I care about need me most
I let go of their hand
I stand back and watch them drown
Because my ability to feel deep...
if I wasn't around
I try to bring others up
but all I do is bring them down
My tongue is bitter
Poisoned by pain
I feel like it would be better if I never spoke again
I try to heal the broken hearted
by showing them I care
the fear sets in and suddenly
I can't stand to be there
It's too many deep emotions
Something I can't stand
So when the people I care about need me most
I let go of their hand
I stand back and watch them drown
Because my ability to feel deep...
#death
#depression
#emotional
#love
#suicide
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Love Regardless
The crushing weight of emotions is sometimes too much to bear
They are not mine, but are from the loved ones of which I care
I hold this weight with all my might
so that their day should remain warm and bright
I am Atlas reborn
A man meant to weather the familial storm
I am Samson anew
It is a struggle that I wish they knew
They are not mine, but are from the loved ones of which I care
I hold this weight with all my might
so that their day should remain warm and bright
I am Atlas reborn
A man meant to weather the familial storm
I am Samson anew
It is a struggle that I wish they knew
#depression
#FeelingLost
#sadness
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We live
We are born with wisdom ,yet with little knowledge to our surroundings.
Like da concrete on the ground,
Recieving every crackle, thump drop pop.
We learn as we grow
To nuture everything in our nature.
Baby steps to every mistakes as the journey came along.
But life wasnt as simple as a song
Things sure riddle ones bones
Yet it starts at home
The world we see as one
Isnt equality to non.
People been biased,prejudice or homophobic
The goverment and da embassy
The judging without no jurors
No vision to the catastrophic ...
Like da concrete on the ground,
Recieving every crackle, thump drop pop.
We learn as we grow
To nuture everything in our nature.
Baby steps to every mistakes as the journey came along.
But life wasnt as simple as a song
Things sure riddle ones bones
Yet it starts at home
The world we see as one
Isnt equality to non.
People been biased,prejudice or homophobic
The goverment and da embassy
The judging without no jurors
No vision to the catastrophic ...
#anxiety
#depression
#hope
#LifeChangingMoment
#love
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Rachel
We're good at making things fit. The day grown soft from pain. Grown fragile and necrotic at the edges. The hurt in my body is not centered. I can feel it everywhere, snaking a brutal seduction through my limbs. The way certain adjectives feel on my tongue. I taste words again and again. Malady. Milady. Meanwhile the objects wait. The blue satin curtains with fringe tassels. The sad, leftover slant of the pillow. The ache in me, sinuous. Its endless, indelible perfume.
#depression
#sadness
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Just Hang On
I feel the pleasure
to replace the pain
and is it just a crutch
to survive?
It has been a tough go
this year,
this week
My spirit lost
in the thickness
of mounting issues
to deal with
and of course,
I want to escape
from it
this medicated heart
trying to pump enough
to pull through
the tension
to find value
in persevering
even if
if it is lonely as hell
I'm trying to see
that there is something more
beyond the quicksand
that is trying to pull me...
to replace the pain
and is it just a crutch
to survive?
It has been a tough go
this year,
this week
My spirit lost
in the thickness
of mounting issues
to deal with
and of course,
I want to escape
from it
this medicated heart
trying to pump enough
to pull through
the tension
to find value
in persevering
even if
if it is lonely as hell
I'm trying to see
that there is something more
beyond the quicksand
that is trying to pull me...
#depression
#hope
#SelfReflection
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I Walk The Line
I walk the line between confidence and suicide, A delicate balance, a tightrope to abide.
One step too far, and the fall is so deep, The darkness below, a secret I keep.
The world sees my strength, my unwavering stride, But inside, a battle rages, a war I can't hide.
Confidence, a mask I wear with such grace, Hiding the turmoil that dwells in this place.
The line is so thin, a razor's edge to tread, Uncertainty looms, a constant dread.
Yet, I press on, determined to find my way, Hoping to reach the light of a brighter day.
One step too far, and the fall is so deep, The darkness below, a secret I keep.
The world sees my strength, my unwavering stride, But inside, a battle rages, a war I can't hide.
Confidence, a mask I wear with such grace, Hiding the turmoil that dwells in this place.
The line is so thin, a razor's edge to tread, Uncertainty looms, a constant dread.
Yet, I press on, determined to find my way, Hoping to reach the light of a brighter day.
#depression
#suicide
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Candle in the dark
It's hard to see you
In such a withered state
Your brightness soared
Blinding our eyes
To the point of hurt
I'll gladly take your place
You were my one and only saving grace
We burned the night
And bathed in the ashes
In the morning sun's light
Now madness reigns
Dissolving lines between crazy and sane
I know you're still there
Lost in the wilderness
Wondering if anyone cares
But I'll always be here
Holding a candle to draw you near
I'll shade you...
In such a withered state
Your brightness soared
Blinding our eyes
To the point of hurt
I'll gladly take your place
You were my one and only saving grace
We burned the night
And bathed in the ashes
In the morning sun's light
Now madness reigns
Dissolving lines between crazy and sane
I know you're still there
Lost in the wilderness
Wondering if anyone cares
But I'll always be here
Holding a candle to draw you near
I'll shade you...
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#sadness
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The Precipice
I've never been closer than this before
So don't push me
Oh please don't push
And I've never seen my own mortality so up close
So don't make the mistake of not believing
A little push is all it would take
So don't push me
Oh please God don't
There's nothing but silence
On the line
I can't even speak
I can't even cry out for help
So don't push me over the edge
There's got to be a way
To make it all clear
In my head
I need a goddamned reset
I can't push back
From the precipice
So don't push me
Oh please don't push
And I've never seen my own mortality so up close
So don't make the mistake of not believing
A little push is all it would take
So don't push me
Oh please God don't
There's nothing but silence
On the line
I can't even speak
I can't even cry out for help
So don't push me over the edge
There's got to be a way
To make it all clear
In my head
I need a goddamned reset
I can't push back
From the precipice
#anxiety
#depression
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decision fatigue
Decision fatigue:
it feels like a permanent brain freeze after trying
to inhale too much icecream. Decision making literally hurts, particularly anything open ended.
Small decisions are exhausting but doable.
Hard decisions are panic attack inducing.
The small every day things that everyone else
does feel like looking up at Mt Everest.
Add in depression and anxiety and you've got a
recipe for chaos.
I swore at you in the hardware store
after you tried to bully me into making
a decision I didn't need to...
it feels like a permanent brain freeze after trying
to inhale too much icecream. Decision making literally hurts, particularly anything open ended.
Small decisions are exhausting but doable.
Hard decisions are panic attack inducing.
The small every day things that everyone else
does feel like looking up at Mt Everest.
Add in depression and anxiety and you've got a
recipe for chaos.
I swore at you in the hardware store
after you tried to bully me into making
a decision I didn't need to...
#anger
#conflict
#depression #relationships
#depression #relationships
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