Dear Evil Depression
You are evil.
You are the one.
The one that brings me to my knees.
You have stuck in a tree.
You'll never let me be free.
Never allow me just to be me.
You are my enemy.
You are my master.
You controll my every move.
I wish that I could give you the shove.
Depression you'll never be my friend.
Becuase I hate you.
All you do is allow me to hurt.
You make me hurt to.
You have me trapped in a vice.
You prey on my weakness.
You come in the dark of the night.
You are there at the day.
Maybe one day I'll break free
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Bring me to my knees
Depression and shit memories.
You can always bring to my knees.
You find my weakness.
And you bring me down.
Oh how I long to break free.
But its like Im stuck in a tree.
I just want to flee.
Depression you bring me to my knees.
Your grip is like a vice.
You hate me.
And I am paying the price.
Your a parasite like lice.
Like a blood sucking leach.
You drain my happiness.
Replace it with sadness and hoplessness.
You give me griefe.
Depression you bring me to my knees.
You are my enemy.
I hate you.
You hate me.
And bring me to my knees
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Visitors Of The Night
You come in the night.
In the darkest hour of the day.
You wont stay at bay.
Becuase in my head you want to stay.
Huanting me all the more.
I hate what you did.
In the night you come.
Your visits I do not want.
It brings me to my knees.
You find my weakness.
And that makes you strong.
But you were wrong.
However you have beaten me.
I can not break free.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Spiral
it's happen and happen again
I need to break or I'm gonna broken
from round to round
I want to run before it ruins my life
I'm trapped, caught by dark
over and over
when it's begun, where's the end
I close my past to be free
so it never be more tragedy
I thought I have escaped
but I make another mistake
I hurt other, hurt myself
sad, sad, sad
I only have you, but now it's gone
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Looking back
Looking back to my early years.
Now I can see where the hurt began.
Why me though why me?
Looking back scares me.
Looking foward does the same.
Becuase all the pain of the years never goes away.
Its stuck in my heart,
like a tiger gets its prey.
Hate and anger floods in.
As I hate you all all the more.
Why did you rape me I ask?
But all you would do is laugh.
I can't understand how you could do that to a person.
But I feel the pain of what you did.
The pain just never seems to go.
Looking back is hard.
Looking foward is harder.
Becuase of what you did.
This is partly why I try to kill myself everyday.
But one thing remains easy.
And that is hating you
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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When one's own become one's enemy
When one's own
Become one's enemy
One does not need
Others to hurt him
Miseries
Become his friend
Tears give him company
Desire to live vanish
Loneliness creeps in
Depression sets in
Life becomes hell
Every moment one dies
Start thinking
There is no other choice
But to leave the world
Free him self from
Miseries
17-03-2012
396-130-03-12
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Xray pain but in the hart
My pain is not on an xray.
It is in the hart.
Trapped deep within my soul.
I hurt and hurt.
And still I search.
Search for a way to be free.
My pain is blinding.
Crippiling and strong.
My emoitions are a wreck.
Like a wreckage at sea.
I hurt I hurt.
When will they realise?
Im in pain
And I hurt
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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What an ememy won't
a enemy won't help you in a fight
a friend is there wether you're wrong or right
a enemy wont catch you if you fall
a friend is someone you can always call
a enemy doesn't care if you feel sad
...a friend is there thru good and bad
a enemy is not a friend hes fake
a friend will give but not take
a enemy to hurt you will always find a way
but a friend will always be there until your last day
poem by Conan Edogawa
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Depression Can Hurt Bad
Depression can hurt badly
Depression can even kill you
They say it hurts everyone and kills inside
but they don't know how bad and miserable it feels like to be depressed 24/7
If they did understand then they wouldnt try to make us sound like its our fault like we are crazy and need help or try to guilt us into getting better because there is no cure for depression
There's no way out unless you truly wanted and needed it
Depression can kill
Depression can hurt
BUT depression could do so much more to you!
poem by Krystal Shearer
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Imprisoned
I was imprisoned.
You put me there for my own saftey judge.
I hated you.
I'd suffered a grate deal of pain.
All I wanted was a way out.
Just to be free from it all.
But you punished me
You sent me to prison.
Becuase I did all I knew how to do.
Why imprison me for 8 weeks?
What about the people who hurt me?
What about them?
Why did they walk free?
When I am still not free.
I carry the shit with me.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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A Enemy / A Friend.
a enemy will always snitch,
a friend likes you wether your poor or rich,
a enemy won't help you in a fight,
a friend is there wether you're wrong or right,
a enemy hurts you day and night,
a friend is like family you're always tight,
a enemy wont catch you if you fall,
a friend is someone you can always call,
a enemy doesn't care if you stay alive,
a friend doesn't let you drink and drive,
a enemy doesn't care if you feel sad,
a friend is there thru good and bad,
a enemy is not a friend hes fake,
a friend will give but not take,
a enemy will try to hit up your girl,
a friend will help you confront the world,
a enemy borrows money and doesn't pay you back,
a friend will always have your back,
a enemy to hurt you will always find a way,
but a friend will always be there until your last day.
01/23/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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What is depression?
What is Depressiion? Depression is When you lose intrest in the people who care about you the most. When you feel like giving up and running far away and never looking back. When all you think about is what could of been and what is to be out of your life! When you cant sleep at night becuase you worrie about what the tomorrow will bring! When you smile so pepople dont see the hurt inside of you. ~* THIS IS MY DEPRESSION*~
poem by Ivan Rodriguez
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Hate
I hate me
I hate u for loving me
I hate that I need u
I hate that you love me
I hate that I can't close u out
I hate that u trust me
I hate that I hurt u
I hate that u cry
I hate that I can't help u
I hate that u try to help me
I hate that I will leave u the fist chance I get
I hate that u won't understand
I hate that u won't give up on me
I hate that I can't give in to u
I hate that u won't let me go
I hate that I will never be the friend u deserve
I hate that u can't see that
I hate that I'm going to die
I hate most of all that it's going to kill u
poem by Fernando Alvarez
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I Cry Out
I cry out
for you
with your name
on my lips
that beautiful name
the wonderful smile
the glowing eyes
that draw me in
I feel as though
I'm caught in a web
a web of love
I'll never free from
sometimes I wish
that I was free
because I don't want
you to get hurt
it hurts me so much
when I see you
even with
a frown
I wish I could
just say bye
and give up on
you and I
I hate to say it
but goodbye
there's nothing here
for me anymore
so long dear friend
I'll truly miss you
but I think it's best
if I just leave.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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What I Hate
I hate that when I cry my eyes burn so bad
Because they aren’t used to the release
I hate that when my mom talks to me,
She acts as if we are best friends
I hate that my dad blames me for all my moms’ mistakes
I hate how my dad turns my brothers against me
I hate how when I try to help
It’s like fighting with god…
You get no where…
I hate when I want to be angry
It’s not allowed
I hate when I’m hurt I hide it
It’s like I don’t want to be heard
I hate how I feel pain makes me weak
I hate how fear brings me to my knees
I hate how I’ll never be good enough in my own eyes
I hate how I know that I’ve been lied to most of my life
I hate being right when no one believes me…
I might as well be wrong
I hate how I give up when I feel alone
I hate that when I’m tired sleep does me no good
And what I hate most of all …
Is how I never do what I should.
poem by Victoria Martinez
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Away in a bed
Away in the bed you did have.
The way was to rape me.
As I cried in pain.
You didn't care.
You just carried on.
You hurt me.
A way in a bed.
You were not a man.
You are a demon.
You are evil.
And I hate you.
To day I still suffer.
From what you did to me.
And I hate you.
I hope you can live with yourself.
Becuase I can not live with what you did to me.
I hope you rot in hell.
And I hate you
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Bastards srtike
Bastards have already stuck their strike.
All ready had the forced entery.
In my head they stay no to exit.
I felt pain that day.
I had the pain.
Forcible sex.
Hurt through and through.
Now I know what hate is.
Becuase hate is all I feel for you.
Bastards strike on the weak.
The speak threats with their beak.
They had thier nasty streak.
Tuants and threats they speak.
Bastards raped me and I hate them.
Theyre are scum.
Evil vile scum.
And rotten to the core.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Who Hurts Whom?
Hurt, is that lesson of life,
Perfect pool of Imperfects,
A kid may get hurt
Or may hurt its parents too
its parents may hurt
Or may hurt their kid too,
A brother may get hurt,
or he may hurt brothers and sisters too,
Sister gets hurt
Or she may hurt her brothers and sisters too,
Mother gets hurt or she my may hurt father too.
Father may get hurt Or may hurt mother too,
A friend gets hurt
Or may hurt his friend too!
A lover get hurts, or may hurt one's lover too,
Teacher may gets hurt
Or may hurt student too
Student gets hurt Or he may hurt his teacher too,
Life is a pool of Imperfects
And only Imperfects can perfect life,
And life is that greatest class room,
Where the greatest and perfect teacher teaches perfect lessons,
But life when teaches, we just close the chapter,
'saying it is our fate! '
Is it true that one has to hurt others to make his living?
Living a life, and make a Living aren't the differ?
People are determined to build life than live a life,
Where one may hurt others,
This the story of Buddha asking kisa Gouthami ' I will save your child, but bring handful of mustard from a home where death not entered! '
This is the story,
'I will heal your hurts, if you can bring some dust of a man's feet, whoever neither got hurt nor hurt others! '
Life a that teaches and hurt is that lesson,
Which shows the one who hurts is Imperfect than who gets hurt,
Both are still imperfect,
The one got hurt is more imperfect,
And he is the one who hurts himself,
by his desires and expectations,
He is the one who gives chance to others to hurt,
With his misunderstandings!
Hurt is the result of our own imperfection say those have seen and understood life in perfect!
God is that only perfect and he is out of life cycle,
And He can only be healer of all hurts!
Perfection can make us hurt free, but imperfection is the life,
Those who ant life let them adjust themself with imperfection of own first and with that of others,
What you say, is it perfect or imperfect? You please, decide and tell me!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Depression Can Hurt
depression can hurt
depression can kill
they say it hurts everyone
it kills everyone inside
but they dont know
they dont know what it feels like to be depressed
if they did then they wouldnt try to make us sound like its our falt
like we are crazy
or try to guilt us into getting 'better'
there is no cure
there is no way out unless you truly wanted it
unless you truly needed it
depression can hurt, yes
depression can kill, yes
but it could do so much more.
poem by Ciera Nichols
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Depression
Depression
Hurt very much
I feel it when
Someone break my heart
I feel down and
Be by myself
You can't focus
You can't do anything
Don't you see baby
What you done to me
Depression
Can be when
One of your family or relatives die and
It's hard to face it
We have to deal with it and
Move on with our life
It going take one step at time
We can think back on good memerioes
So don't let this get to you to much
Depression
poem by Christina Phan
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When It Hurt
when it hurt ill hold you
when it feels like you cant go on
ill be there to make it worth it
i got a mind of my own
when it hurt
it seem to make it harder
to male you happy
when it hurt i got your back
run the game called life
it will never for get you
when it hurt, i got you
when it hurt
call me ill listen
when it hurt talk to me ill be the
shoulder you can cry on
DAY OR NIGhT
poem by Raesheka Antwine
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