Depression Poems | Examples of Depression Poetry

I don’t like mirrors anymore They’re a reflection of everything I try to ignore The acne on my face My stomach gaining weight These love handles aren’t fake It sucks to be this way Cause all I see is ugliness staring back at me I don’t wanna be her The one I call mother For she’s...

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Take Me Home to the cages of ur arms trap our happiness inside me until my lungs can no longer fill with my own hatred Find my hands And remind me What a true home can feel like Take me home...

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I have no sense of time, the pride from my accomplishments is as null as the concept of permanence, besides the fog — seeping into my mind as deep as the proverbial soul within me. in the mist of what is left of myself, the only depth i can catch...

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Alone I walk along the street that special someone I desperately seek That person to come and make me smile Yet I walk alone on my second mile ...

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A stranger lives beneath my skin, A twisted thing, a grinning sin. It pulls and prods, it makes me sick, Another bite, another trick. The porcelain mocks my face, A painted lie, a shameful space. I heave and choke, a bitter tide, Trying to wash the hate inside. Each inch I pinch, each bone I crave, A hollow shell inside this grave. Duct tape binds,...

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The girl weeps a bruised and bitter rain, A childhood choked, a garden grown in pain. My laughter, brittle glass, it cracks and breaks, Beneath the weight of unforgiving stakes. They built a fortress, walls of rigid stone, And left my heart a barren, windswept zone. No lover's hand to soothe, no gentle gaze, Just scornful whispers in a hateful maze. Each hallway...

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I’ve knocked on every door of medicine men— doors painted with hope. Swallowed pills of every size and colour. Been told, “This one never fails.” Another promise— fulfilled only in disappointment. The body that once felt mine now feels like a stranger’s— still wearing my name tag. I sleep early, trying to rinse myself from pain, but wake up still dressed in it. The coat I wear? Pain-stitched— by a tailor...

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Theater Of Life We met as strangers stranded in the park, Lonely as the night - Wandering in wonder, will the train surface? 1:35am she thought to provide me warmth Open arms, I drowned beneath her chest. We sang, imitating the birds in the far away forest, The wind sang along in uniformity, blended we thought! Utopia was now newly found home,...

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I sit alone beneath the sky, Uncle, thinking of your last goodbye, The world feels heavy, dreams unclear, With every step, I carry fear. Graduation looms - so close, so wide, But doubt and worry walk beside. You always knew just what to say… I wish you could be here today...

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Mixed Emotions Relaxation, serenity of being alone Happiness, like a dog with a bone Shoes off, soft grass on your feet Dreams of the one you long to meet Lay in the grass, look at the sky Life is short, you begin to cry Friends pass away, they leave too soon You are now alone to stare at the moon Grassy meadows, rolling clouds Whispering...

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Death is to be my great enemy For in living I am to be The friend of life, and put to death That force that longs to steal my breath— Away! — away that hallowed hollow grave My ally, the stone that bears my name The one, oh would that I could fill That hole, that bowl of earth To swallow me down...

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Winter withers …… its way into the woods and waits….and wonders….and watches until…. No-one is looking. Suddenly, an ally boorishly introduces itself, an iced-sliced wind to quiver-shiver the woods’ most tender saplings; to shudder the aged evergreens with sharpened, encrusted crystals sandpapering the toughest, roughest bark. Weather warning complete, Winter then crunches forward, cold shouldering its way through the night to finally rest against a solitary,...

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What More Can Be Taken I came from a house where love never stayed, Where fists did the talking and kindness decayed. Where silence was safer than saying a word, And a child’s small heartbreak was never once heard. I ran to the bottle, to smoke and to fire, Chased numbness like peace, sank deep in the vile. Got locked in a...

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I dwelt within a house of shade, By silent hand and sorrow made. Each brick I laid with trembling care— Of shame, of guilt, of cold despair. No hearth did warm, no lamp did gleam, But dimness thick as haunted dream. No welcome waits behind the door, Only the hush of evermore. The days are long, yet never bright, And stretch like wounds into...

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A list of tasks to accomplish before I embrace love again: I envision my mind wandering through expansive fields where patches of grass lie brown. A single wildflower stands out among the scattered pebbles beneath my feet. Memories linger, taunting me alongside the bare trees with their bent trunks. A cool breeze brushes against my face;...

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