It's all taken hold of me
My eyes are heavy
full of sleep
my tears twinkle
when i weep
my face is pale
my lips are blue
i am who i am
i just wish i were you
my obsession with depression
has taken its hold
my addiction to self infliction
has taken its toll
i watch my blood trickle down the drain
i feel relieved from my pain
i hate my life
carved into my arm with a knife
once again my worries wouldnt fade away
and i dream one day will be a better day
so here i am
half one in the morning
25 years and far too many tears
and already depression has taken its hold
25 years
not many stories to be told
i think its fair to say
its time for my hand to fold.
poem by Ian Humphreys
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My fight for my life!
My Eyes Are Heavy,
Full Of Sleep,
My Tears Twinkle,
When I Weep,
My Face Is Pale,
My Lips Are Blue,
My Obsession With Depression,
Has Taken Hold,
My Addiction To Self Infliction,
Is Getting Worse,
I Watch My Blood Role Down The Drain,
I Feel Relive In My Pain,
I Hate This Life,
As I Carved This Word Into My Arm
With A Knife,
Once Again My Worries Fade,
And I Dream Of a Better Day,
So Here I Am,
Half One In The Morn,
Fourteen Years And To Many Tears,
Already The Depression Has Taken Hold,
Fourteen Years,
Not Many Stories To Be Told,
But The Depression Has the Hold.
poem by Anna Reeves
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Depression Is When
depression is when you hate everyone around
depression is when you don't want to make a sound
depression is when all you want to do is cry
depression is when you feel like you’re dying inside
depression is when your thoughts wonder all the time
depression is when you can't sleep even though you’re tired
depression is when you don't want to go on
depression is when you can't stop shaking outside
depression is when you hide who you are
depression is when you put on a mask to hide what you feel
depression is when you feel weak all the time
depression is when you give in to everything around
depression is when you don't care what happens anymore
depression is just another day in my life
poem by Tashi Coote
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Depression is...
Depression is when you hate everyone around
Depression is when you don't want to make a sound
Depression is when all you want to do is cry
Depression is when you feel like you’re dying inside
Depression is when your thoughts wonder all the time
Depression is when you can't sleep even though you’re tired
Depression is when you don't want to go on
Depression is when you can't stop shaking outside
Depression is when you hide who you are
Depression is when you put on a mask to hide what you feel
Depression is when you feel weak all the time
Depression is when you give in to everything around
Depression is when you don't care what happens anymore
Depression is just another day in my life
poem by Celeste Alvear
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my DEPRESSION
depression is when you hate everyone around
depression is when you don't want to make a sound
depression is when all you want to do is cry
depression is when you feel like you’re dying inside
depression is when your thoughts wonder all the time
depression is when you can't sleep even though you’re tired
depression is when you don't want to go on
depression is when you can't stop shaking outside
depression is when you hide who you are
depression is when you put on a mask to hide what you feel
depression is when you feel weak all the time
depression is when you give in to everything around
depression is when you don't care what happens anymore
depression is just another day in my life that will forever remain
poem by Kaliaha Hogue
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DEPRESSION Makes me.......
Depression makes me feel pain
Depression makes me stupid
Depression makes me feel low
Depression makes me mad
Depression makes me sad
Depression makes me forget world
Depression makes me tensed
Depression makes me lose self control
Depression makes me hate everyone
Depression makes me think over and over
Depression makes me feel lonely
Depression makes me think wild
Depression makes me worthless
Depression makes me sick
What does Depression give me?
When it runs high…
It will make me Die - REST IN PEACE…
poem by Annie Juliet
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Depression Makes Me
depression makes me feel pain
depression makes me stupid
depression makes me feel low
depression makes me mad
depression makes me sad
depression makes me forget the world
depression makes me tensed
depression makes me lose self control
depression makes me hate everyone
depression makes me think over and over
depression makes me feel lonely
depression makes me think wild
depression makes me worthless
depression makes me sick
what does depression give me?
when it runs high…
it will make me die - rest in peace…
poem by Tashi Coote
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Depression Is
Depression is when your sad and alone
Depression is when you can't do it anymore
Depression is when all you do is cry non stop and no one cares
Depression is when all you think about is ending your life and giving up
Depression is a life full of hell and heartache
Depression is not a good way to live but when you deal with it all your life like I do it just makes your life miserable and a hell hole
Depression makes you want to cut up your arms, legs, and whole body and watch the blood pour out to make it feel good in life
Everything I go through since I was born makes me have depression and only gets worse as life goes on
Sometimes I get so sick of the depression it just makes me want to end it all and wonder if i'm better off dead
In general depression will never go away, you'll have it all your life regardless
poem by Krystal Shearer
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Depression Makes Me
Depression makes me feel pain, Depression makes me stupid, Depression makes me feel low, Depression makes me mad, Depression make me sad, Depression makes me forget the world, Depression makes me tensed, Depression makes me lose self control, Depression makes me hate everyone, Depression makes me think over and over, Depression makes me feel lonely, Depression makes me think wild, Depression makes me worthless, Depression makes me sick, what does depression give me? when it runs high- it will make me die-rest in peace..
poem by Nathaniel Hayes
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Depression 3
depression is the looks that lie
depression is the tears i cry..
depression is the mistakes
that one person makes..
depression is the sad song
where no one sings along
depression is where i have no friends
depression is the cut that mends..
depression…
just a feeling that gets everyone sad
and maybe to the point where you go mad
but depression is sad but true..
because it is my life without you…
poem by Tashi Coote
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Depression.....
Depression is the looks that lie
Depression is the tears I cry..
Depression is the mistakes
that one person makes..
Depression is the sad song
where no one sings along
Depression is where I have no friends
Depression is the cut that mends..
Depression…
Just a feeling that gets everyone sad
And maybe to the point where you go mad
But depression is sad but true..
Because it is my life without you…
poem by Bianca Martinez
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Dealing With Depression
Depression is being lonely in a room full of people
Depression is being constantly tired but never able to sleep
Depression is longing to be with others yet not being able to cope with company
Depression makes you lose your appetite and eat yourself fat
Depression is smiling to hide the pain inside
Depression is when the soul dies but the body keeps on living
Depression is forgetting who you used to be
Depression is not knowing if you could survive without it
Depression is being sad when nothing is wrong
Depression is not caring whether you live or die
Depression is having no interest in the things you used to love
Depression is lying awake for hours in bed at night contemplating the best way to kill yourself only to realise that you can’t be bothered.
poem by Ricky Baker
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Hurting Inside
Depression hurts
inside and out.
On the inside your heart tears
And it starts to bleed,
You feel the pain
And you have the need.
Outside you drag the knife
Accross bare flesh,
You feel the relief
But the scars are sketched.
Back inside you cry
Because the marks will remain,
But you're also calm now
and feel no pain.
Depression hurts
No matter what
Depression follows
Even after the cuts.
Depression may go,
but the memories will stay forever.
poem by Kelsey Joe
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I Remember The Used
I remember the used,
The ones abused,
Beaten to depression,
Tears of pain,
Lost in confusion,
A world black of hate.
Crying tunes of hate,
The minds of the used,
Now filled with confusion,
Their lives abused,
A state of pain,
The chain of depression,
The memories of depression,
The faces of hate,
Weighed down by pain,
Beaten and used,
The ones abused,
lost in confusion.
The label of confusion,
On a plate of depression,
Given to those abused,
The planted seeds of hate,
A bush beaten and used,
The thorns of pain.
An orchestra of pain,
With notes of confusion,
A song called used,
Interments of depression,
Plays tunes of hate,
To those abused.
This me world abused,
My life a world of pain,
Memories of hate,
The smell of confusion,
The darkness of my depression,
A life used.
The path for the used and abused,
Confusion of those in depression,
The hate caused by pain.
poem by Eric Adams
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Depression Is A Disease
Depression is a disease like that of HIV.
It starts as something small,
Something that you can control.
If you never tell?
If no one ever sees?
If no one ever knows?
If no one ever tells?
The minute hand is ticking.
Your time is being counted.
Then all of a sudden
It hit you from nowhere.
Just like HIV becomes aids
As the time passes.
Depression,
Depression soon becomes
A suicidal tragedy.
It spreads
It spreads
You hear the sounds
Of screams for help.
Taste the stories in the tears
Able to see how much pain
There is inside
By the number of scars,
The amount of blood,
And how deep the cuts are.
The answers are their
But your eyes are closed
Your heart is closed
Your mind is in denial.
poem by Jessica Hernandez
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Depression 1
depression is loving someone with nothing in return,
depression is slowly living instead of jumping head first,
depression is acknowledging the mistake but without learning,
depression is not trying, giving into your life's curse.
depression is cutting and cutting thinking you cant stop,
depression is staying quiet thinking no-one will care,
depression is floating around with the desire to drop,
depression is ignoring the people who always seem to be there.
depression is trying to end the life you've been given,
depression is watching other people watch you,
depression is giving up instead of being hard driven,
depression is depression, do you feel it too?
poem by Tashi Coote
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Depression 2
depression
a state of agitated depression
now facing the depression
like a closed session
needing medical attention
making my agitated confession
depression my obsession
depression my only material possession
years of oppression before the recession
see the expression of my depression
depression leaving a facial impression
at it's own discretion
like a rapper at a rap session
and a singer in a jam session
or a poet at the blog talk radio session
you can't forget the internal impression
the repossession of my depression
it's a new life i'm now facing without question
poem by Tashi Coote
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Depression makes me
Depression makes me feel pain, Depression makes me stupid, Depression makes me desperate. Depression makes me feel low, Depression makes me lose self control, Depression makes me pissed at everyone and depression makes me hate everyone. So, what does depression give me? When it runs high...It will make me DIE! Well its REST IN PEACE now......
poem by Cheyenne Riegsecker
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Tears In My Throat
For years
tears have been behind my eyes
forced back
by a promise
A childhood
filled with tears
blocking
future tears all together
Choking on depression
pressure building
making my whole body hurt
making me hate everything around me
A fire in my stomach
making those tears boil
turning my self pity
into pure anger
It feels like
if I could cry
just once
I could find love
Cupid's arrow
erupting in flames from the heat of anger
anger fueled by depression
grown through time
Maybe one day
love can be my sheers
tears steaming down my face
allowing me to find peace
poem by Kaysen Fraker
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Depression is...
Depression is Loving someone with nothing in return,
Depression is Slowly living instead of jumping head first,
Depression is Acknowledging the mistake but without learn,
Depression is Not trying, giving into your lifes curse.
Depression is Cutting and cutting thinking you cant stop,
Depression is Staying quiet thinking no-one will care,
Depression is Floating around with the desire to drop,
Depression is Ignoring the people who always seem to be there.
Depression is Trying to end the life youve been given,
Depression is Watching other people watch you,
Depression is Giving up instead of being hard driven,
Depression is Depression, do you feel it too?
poem by Jodie Louise Pollock
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Golden Blue
Moonlight shimmering,
Glass of reflection
Lies reflecting on the pane,
Into our very eyes.
Her blue eyes shining with the pain of one thousand years,
Her golden hair ragged, from years of ware.
Mirrors reflect the image of our world.
Windows see through our blank expressions.
If that Golden Blue can't find you,
Wrench your heart,
The tears of suffering and torture,
The blue eyes of a cracked life,
Of loss, suffering, and depression,
A life that is lost.
If you can blankly stare at the face of death,
And feel no emotion,
If you can watch pain and laugh,
and still, feel no emotion.
You are anything but human. A person.. not worthy of a title.
A world's dying gasp, a human's pulse gone.
Mass murder, Genocide, is there nothing we can't do?
Just to please ourselves, and find love through hate.
Eyes of blue, shimmering with a thousand years of pain,
Golden hair faded from ware,
Star of David, hanging from her sunburned neck,
Dangling there, as a sign of:
Dignity, Bravery, Hope, and Severity.
What sign, is there better, to represent young Golden Blue?
~ Holocaust Remembrance Week~