PAR
Poem Published
5th May 2025 1:20pm
5th May 2025 1:20pm
Blues
Our blues are different
mine plead
yours silver
our blues run on the surface of the sargasso sea
our blues in the deep abyss
running, arriving... first and second.
Our blues are indolent
yours, mourn
mine, fight
our blues run down the crust of the damp ground
our blues in the background clouds...
screaming, shushing... extremely loud.
Our blues could be the color of all things
that are not within the reach of the eyes.
Our blues aren't even ours, after all.
mine plead
yours silver
our blues run on the surface of the sargasso sea
our blues in the deep abyss
running, arriving... first and second.
Our blues are indolent
yours, mourn
mine, fight
our blues run down the crust of the damp ground
our blues in the background clouds...
screaming, shushing... extremely loud.
Our blues could be the color of all things
that are not within the reach of the eyes.
Our blues aren't even ours, after all.
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#depression
#WritingPoetry
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
1st May 2025 11:14pm
1st May 2025 11:14pm
outcast
Dark depression utters a solemn song for my soul
Honey, you're not liked
No, not at all
With a quiet refrain, I respond
gullible understanding is to be known
Within me, playing for a crowd of one
a lonesome melody of pain
With regrets, I don't fit
Somehow, my sorrow is all too evident
People can sense it in me
weeping notes of despair
It's better off when you're not there
keening to the angels and devils
Sonnets of rust, even they grow weary
picked from my vine vulnerability
Inside, I lament, I...
Honey, you're not liked
No, not at all
With a quiet refrain, I respond
gullible understanding is to be known
Within me, playing for a crowd of one
a lonesome melody of pain
With regrets, I don't fit
Somehow, my sorrow is all too evident
People can sense it in me
weeping notes of despair
It's better off when you're not there
keening to the angels and devils
Sonnets of rust, even they grow weary
picked from my vine vulnerability
Inside, I lament, I...
#depression
105 reads
12 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st May 2025 00:42am
1st May 2025 00:42am
A Disturbed Mind
WHO really knows what goes on inside some people's mind, thoughts of them fighting and killing at well against imagines, that only they see in the dark deepness of insanity. For it's true as hell has finally broken wide open, by the actions of some people's, bringing death and destruction, that is seen in todays society. For sure society has really grown cold as ice, with some people's filled with rage and anger that you take a chance, to even go outside, 🤨 to catch a bus or ride on a train or going for a quiet walk, just to breathe and feel the sun upon your s of skin and face....
#anxiety
#bipolar
#depression
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
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thoughtsdie
Poem Published
29th Apr 2025 9:53pm
29th Apr 2025 9:53pm
Endless Self Torture
It’s that same song again, the one I imagine playing at my funeral.
A funeral I’m late to everyday.
Lying in bed,
I wait for someone to notice the dead body and have it removed.
But no one does because I’m not good enough to be dead yet.
I still breathe and bleed.
I’m still here, like a ghost stuck in a body.
Sometimes I wonder if I possessed this body because my soul was going to hell.
That instead I’d rather torture myself and create my own hell.
The truth is what I desire the most is to never have existed....
A funeral I’m late to everyday.
Lying in bed,
I wait for someone to notice the dead body and have it removed.
But no one does because I’m not good enough to be dead yet.
I still breathe and bleed.
I’m still here, like a ghost stuck in a body.
Sometimes I wonder if I possessed this body because my soul was going to hell.
That instead I’d rather torture myself and create my own hell.
The truth is what I desire the most is to never have existed....
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#StreamOfConsciousness
#suicide
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
28th Apr 2025 2:25pm
28th Apr 2025 2:25pm
Frankenstein
a wicked little reminder of no importance nagged at me
My thoughts grew cold, and I shut out the feeling
As is my way when something becomes uncomfortable
It has a pesky way of emerging elsewhere
For example, I am confronted with those around me
touching on the topic I'm trying to avoid
Nature herself will speak, making cloud formations
The creator whispers in mysterious ways
Even AI will find my pulse in my computer algorithms
She'll give me helpful little tips I didn't want
Let's just say she diagnoses me
Feeling depressed?...
My thoughts grew cold, and I shut out the feeling
As is my way when something becomes uncomfortable
It has a pesky way of emerging elsewhere
For example, I am confronted with those around me
touching on the topic I'm trying to avoid
Nature herself will speak, making cloud formations
The creator whispers in mysterious ways
Even AI will find my pulse in my computer algorithms
She'll give me helpful little tips I didn't want
Let's just say she diagnoses me
Feeling depressed?...
#depression
#LifeAsAWriter
90 reads
6 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
26th Apr 2025 9:49pm
26th Apr 2025 9:49pm
recede
depression makes me alter
I shift inside, dying
Becoming quieter, I withdraw
until I can no longer hear my internal voice
It is with regret that I go
sinking into a black hole
silenced and alone
My thoughts listen
As the others take over
with curiosity, I listen to their conversations
The others walk for me when I don't want to
With observations, they make me laugh
Their interest in my world is unclear
they view it with otherworldly intensity
My soul is locked inside me deeply
thoughts of...
I shift inside, dying
Becoming quieter, I withdraw
until I can no longer hear my internal voice
It is with regret that I go
sinking into a black hole
silenced and alone
My thoughts listen
As the others take over
with curiosity, I listen to their conversations
The others walk for me when I don't want to
With observations, they make me laugh
Their interest in my world is unclear
they view it with otherworldly intensity
My soul is locked inside me deeply
thoughts of...
#dark
#depression
74 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
26th Apr 2025 9:34pm
26th Apr 2025 9:34pm
A Broken Heart
How can you mend a broken heart, filled with so much, hurt and anger and anxiety and pain, by not playing mind games that has, been broken so many times. THAT the heart is filled with pain that never really heals. 💔 For sure it's necessary to understand, that it's a lot of people's who have been abused, mentally and emotionally and physically and spiritually, till they become a broken heart 💔 filled with so much pain and hurt and anger, like a person living on the edge of existence. 🤔 For sure it's happening more often than we know, yet it's not something to ignore,...
#anger
#anxiety
#dark
#depression
#hate
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Michaelpoet
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 11:14pm
18th Apr 2025 11:14pm
Summer
I've strolled the boardwalk in hopes of taming the beast countless times.
When the phone betrayed me, the ocean was a friend like no other.
Crushing my hate on the grains of sand on a balmy August night without second thought.
Self doubt, disbelief, and time unlimited will torture in ways unimaginable.
Fear is heavy to the man who runs out of patience.
When the phone betrayed me, the ocean was a friend like no other.
Crushing my hate on the grains of sand on a balmy August night without second thought.
Self doubt, disbelief, and time unlimited will torture in ways unimaginable.
Fear is heavy to the man who runs out of patience.
#anxiety
#Autism
#depression
#MentalHealth
#OCD
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 00:23am
17th Apr 2025 00:23am
Try & Smile
Not being happy isn't a death sentence, it's a life sentence!
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#minimalist
101 reads
9 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 12:05pm
14th Apr 2025 12:05pm
Do you have compassion
I will always follow you to the end of time, for I will follow you in my need to sustain my life, for I will follow you as you have inspire me to think for thyself 🤔 in all my life situations, that seems to have me feeling like I'm drowning, in the sea of death and fear. 😨 For sure I will always follow you, as my thoughts become dangerous, to my own well being. 😞 For sure I will follow you as my life, becomes filled with nothing but confusion, and negative vibes, driving 😕 me on a two way street, yet going the wrong way. 😕 AS if I got a death wish that...
#addiction
#depression
#illness
#MentalHealth
#vulnerability
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 10:17am
8th Apr 2025 10:17am
Abused
She was on her way home from a friend's house
A man raped her in the parking lot of her apartment building
30 feet from the entrance
At first she begged to let her go
He punched her, broke the left half of her jaw
She stopped resisting
It was better to just get it over with and hope that he didn't kill her
All the time he was raping her she could feel it
She didn't black out
She could feel her tearing her up inside
She tried to relax so it wouldn't hurt as much
Her jaw made bright blue sparks flash in front of her eyes every time he...
A man raped her in the parking lot of her apartment building
30 feet from the entrance
At first she begged to let her go
He punched her, broke the left half of her jaw
She stopped resisting
It was better to just get it over with and hope that he didn't kill her
All the time he was raping her she could feel it
She didn't black out
She could feel her tearing her up inside
She tried to relax so it wouldn't hurt as much
Her jaw made bright blue sparks flash in front of her eyes every time he...
#abuse
#depression
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
129 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 3:40am
4th Apr 2025 3:40am
Will He? Won't He
A frequent question by me primarily posed
“Why can’t you take better care of yourself?”
It just takes a bit of willpower.”
in me, there is no scarcity of willpower
a will bent on my destruction
a powerful desires to surrender to failure
nefarious captor of my spirit
that would rather see me dead
than change for the better
I pause to consider,
What would I lose with my demise?
the chance to see my daughter as a mother
to cradle new life in my grandfatherly arms
the privilege to have stimulating conversation;
to...
“Why can’t you take better care of yourself?”
It just takes a bit of willpower.”
in me, there is no scarcity of willpower
a will bent on my destruction
a powerful desires to surrender to failure
nefarious captor of my spirit
that would rather see me dead
than change for the better
I pause to consider,
What would I lose with my demise?
the chance to see my daughter as a mother
to cradle new life in my grandfatherly arms
the privilege to have stimulating conversation;
to...
#depression
#happiness
#SelfHarm #SelfReflection
#SelfHarm #SelfReflection
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DU Poetry : Poems About Depression Seeking Honest Critique
