Depression Poems
#depression
Depression takes a person beyond feelings of sadness, to a very dark and lonely place. Poetry about depression offers the reader a glimpse into this darkness and isolation. Depression is a serious mental disorder. A creative outlet, like writing poetry, can offer relief to some sufferers.
Guilty bitterness
I'm supposed to be angry with you
At least that's what everyone says
Maybe i hold you in a light
Whilst sulking in the dark
How can I be angry
When it was my mistake?
I'm supposed to be angry for me
Constantly being reminded
That what you declared was cruel
But i can't help the pedestal
That i hold for you in spite
Of what you said
I make excuses for you
Create poems and art of you
Understanding why you spoke
Those ruthless words of fault
And accept the blame
With my...
At least that's what everyone says
Maybe i hold you in a light
Whilst sulking in the dark
How can I be angry
When it was my mistake?
I'm supposed to be angry for me
Constantly being reminded
That what you declared was cruel
But i can't help the pedestal
That i hold for you in spite
Of what you said
I make excuses for you
Create poems and art of you
Understanding why you spoke
Those ruthless words of fault
And accept the blame
With my...
#anger
#depression
#grief
#hurt
#suicide
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Ghostly Hallucinations
Turning black all around me,
the air had icy fingers
pinching my skin with emotional frostbite.
A shrill cry followed,
echoing in the fog
of schizophrenia’s uncertainty.
Wandering through this graveyard,
the gravestones of my past
stand silently and somewhere within.
The eyes of a ghost follow me -
laughter, hideous laughter lurks in its eyes,
then I shiver with humiliation.
With hell in my mind,
my hair stands on end,
my eyes the windows to this furnace.
Normality,
was there...
the air had icy fingers
pinching my skin with emotional frostbite.
A shrill cry followed,
echoing in the fog
of schizophrenia’s uncertainty.
Wandering through this graveyard,
the gravestones of my past
stand silently and somewhere within.
The eyes of a ghost follow me -
laughter, hideous laughter lurks in its eyes,
then I shiver with humiliation.
With hell in my mind,
my hair stands on end,
my eyes the windows to this furnace.
Normality,
was there...
#bipolar
#depression
#FeelingLost
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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Topical Pain Forest
The forest breathes with a sinister sigh.
Branches grasp like hands from the sky.
Lost souls wander, forever to vie,
for fragments of truths in shadows that lie.
In hell's embrace where hopes slowly die.
Through the underbrush a path of pain,
tears of the damned fall like bitter rain,
visions of pasts that darkened remain.
Lost meanings echo in a mournful refrain,
a symphony of sorrow, eternal disdain.
In the heart of darkness an abyss profound
where lost meanings whisper without a sound.
Sins and regrets in...
Branches grasp like hands from the sky.
Lost souls wander, forever to vie,
for fragments of truths in shadows that lie.
In hell's embrace where hopes slowly die.
Through the underbrush a path of pain,
tears of the damned fall like bitter rain,
visions of pasts that darkened remain.
Lost meanings echo in a mournful refrain,
a symphony of sorrow, eternal disdain.
In the heart of darkness an abyss profound
where lost meanings whisper without a sound.
Sins and regrets in...
#anxiety
#apathy
#boredom
#depression
#fear
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my brain is like a broken carnival ride
I told myself I'd stop writing angsty shit
because I'm so tired of this
misery-go-round in my head
Another day, another mental wall
and I'm stuck staring at the
nothingness I feel
without any solutions
on how to get around it
over it or under it
I need more than this
barren horizon of emptiness
that promises something
but delivers nothing
I told myself I'd stop writing angsty shit
because I'm so tired of this
misery-go-round in my head
but here I am again
breaking promises...
because I'm so tired of this
misery-go-round in my head
Another day, another mental wall
and I'm stuck staring at the
nothingness I feel
without any solutions
on how to get around it
over it or under it
I need more than this
barren horizon of emptiness
that promises something
but delivers nothing
I told myself I'd stop writing angsty shit
because I'm so tired of this
misery-go-round in my head
but here I am again
breaking promises...
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
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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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dear death
Take me home, I beg of thee.
Take my hand, and set me free.
Dear death, please hear my plea
Release me from this misery.
Take my hand, and set me free.
Dear death, please hear my plea
Release me from this misery.
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#FeelingLost
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The Flowers
I've known 1,000 crooks
read 10,000 books
still like my whiskey with sour
took 500 aims
at my 5,000,000 blames
as I sit all alone at the fire
my hands are now cold
but my heart is still bold
waiting on some newfound desire
if I don't think quick
i just might miss
my opportunity to fuck up the flowers
it's been 700 months
i met 31 monks
not one of them had a thing to say
i poured 20,000 baths
to clean...
read 10,000 books
still like my whiskey with sour
took 500 aims
at my 5,000,000 blames
as I sit all alone at the fire
my hands are now cold
but my heart is still bold
waiting on some newfound desire
if I don't think quick
i just might miss
my opportunity to fuck up the flowers
it's been 700 months
i met 31 monks
not one of them had a thing to say
i poured 20,000 baths
to clean...
#anxiety
#depression
#identity
#SelfHarm
#SelfWorth
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I'm going through
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ FOR what I want to talk about what makes some folks think, which makes no sense when some people's think what your going through in your own life. Really isn't what you're going through 🤔 yet to tell you that you are not going through what you say what you have in your own life. 😧 Let me remind you that you ain't me and I'm not you, 😔 going through the process of the stages that I have to face on a daily basis of life. For you tell me that you don't believe that I have cancer but yet I do, from prostate...
#addiction
#bipolar
#cancer
#depression
#MentalHealth
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Why Does She Stay With Me?
Possessing a diagnosis that makes you feel like you’re living on the dark side of the moon. Psychosis! Why does she stay with me?
Possessing this thunder in your heart with the hope that one day you’ll wake up and it’ll just be a bad dream. No! It’s permanent, so, I beg the question again, why does she stay with me?
I look at her with love. Love of something so much better than me. She sees me, yet, not the disorder which plagues me. Why, why does she stay with me?
She looks at me with love. Love of something she holds so dear. And I see her, yet, notice nothing...
Possessing this thunder in your heart with the hope that one day you’ll wake up and it’ll just be a bad dream. No! It’s permanent, so, I beg the question again, why does she stay with me?
I look at her with love. Love of something so much better than me. She sees me, yet, not the disorder which plagues me. Why, why does she stay with me?
She looks at me with love. Love of something she holds so dear. And I see her, yet, notice nothing...
#depression
#love
#MentalHealth
#relationships
#sadness
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Step into someone else's shoes
It's true that through this life we all may someday, have to go through somethings, that happens unexpected in your own life. 🤔 That will you have you feeling like your back is up against the wall. 🧱 For it's life that will throw you a curve ball, and leaving behind the devastation of things to come, into our lives. For no matter what the situation will be whether it concerns, your health or your well being with the insanity of not knowing why is the happening to me. 😔 For it might be your fault for it can be hereditary like cancer, or some type of mental disorders...
#addiction
#bipolar
#cancer
#depression
#MentalHealth
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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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