Best Depressionme Poems
Life is just like a game we
all play,I seem to live my
life day by day.
Some days are good,
some days are bad,
but lately most days
I am very sad.
I think it would be better
if I just ended my life,I
don't think I have been a
good mother and loving wife.
I've picked a time and have
a date,I am hoping things
get better before it's to late.
Alot of people tried to help
anyway that they could,but
when they tried to commit me
I got scared and ran.
I've been very confused
and not sure what to do,
I think things would be better,
if my life were through.
I love my kids dearly,don't
get me wrong,but I've
been living in pain
for way to long.
Please don't be sad when
you tell me goodbye,I
honestly don't want
to make anyone cry.
Colleen Marie Bono
Weed is my name
Causing depression is my game
I can turn a super model into a whore
A millionaire poor
A classy lady trash
Now smoke me till I'm ash
I ruin your bank accounts
Break up perfect families / causing missery and pain
I don't really care about the hurt you go through
I'm just here to use you and mentally destroy you
You once were beautiful...liked for your looks
But your no longer welcome...your reminded of a dirty crook
I can turn an average teen...into a needy feind
A single mother...into a broken lover
Break me up and smoke me
Enhaul me and love me
Never put me down and i'll never let you down
I'm a silent killer
A silent addicter
I'm called different names because I bring certain pains and play vicious games
I attack your lungs...and you still don't learn none
I can have you thinking I'm here to help you
Make you feel a way...Cocain-Crystal Meth- and Heroin can't
Smoke me...i'll kill you
Roll me... then sale me
I'm here to destroy your dreams
I'm here to ruin your relationships
I am a crime and can help you become a prisinor in your own mind
I love the wormth of lips rapped around my tip
As you enhaul a deadly spell
I'm mentally unstable and physically unable to be seen as a bad thing
Mentally I make you crave
Physically I make you misbehave
Now take a HIT
And become an ADDICT
Form:
A thought of the past flies condemned by the wind.
No more released than held deep within.
Bringing to surface this pain and this guilt,
And so I must now face this bridge I have built.
Regardless of truth, of fact, or of lie.
Its faith that brings light to an old midnight sky.
Awake or asleep, my conscience still follows.
Behind broken dreams, my future scopes hollow.
In time of redemption, of fear, and of hope.
It is truly my chance to tighten the rope.
Hung like a noose, yet closed like a cell.
My feelings of somber reroute me through hell.
Starting to win, or winning to start.
An uncertain heart starts drifting apart.
Put me to sleep, but don't close my eyes,
for i wish to see my thoughts as they fly.
I cried Why? Maybe it is because no one understands me.
Doesn't stop to listen to my thoughts. Cares less
about my presence to the naked eye. Doesn't Care.
I cried Why? Maybe it is because they are too intrusive being
happy with their lives. Because I smile a lot and I am
not provoked at all by anyone. Doesn't mind.
I cried Why? Because of my concealed past that I cannot share.
I am unsatisfied with me and who I am. Sulking
feels better to me than laughing. Hates the world.
I cried Why? No one is there for me. I do not want to be figured
out. Trying means nothing to me, I am not going to become
flawless in any way. Love is gone.
I cried Why? My questions are unanswered. Invisibility describes
me. Caring deprives me. Interest excites me. Loneliness
surrounds me. Is left alone.
I cried Because it frees my mixed emotions. Tears are the only
thing that seem to understand, comfort and help me
become stronger, wiser and much more of a secret.
I smile In the end when I fool others into believing that it is
all okay. It is the only thing that will satisfy me.. well
at least for now.
Rebecca C*
His heart was black, but I didn't
know.
I needed him, but he said no.
Everything I ever was was stolen by
his addictive drug.
I gave him my love and more with a
cost.
I'll never get back all I've lost.
I begged him to stay and love me
back,
but what I got in return was worse
than a smack.
My love now gone was lain to bed
when he lied and said, "You're mine
to wed."
A lying snake he was, but I
was still lured in by his lullaby.
Six times too many I was his.
Six times too many I was tricked.
I hate myself, I hurt myself.
I hope someday I kill myself.
For taking advantage was easily
executed from him to me.
So, as I lie upon the floor,
the blood will seep, it will pour.
Until I snap back into reality ,
my arms will scar most erratically.
I hate myself, I hurt myself.
Sometimes I isolate myself.
From your clutches I'll be free, but
only if I flee to sea.
Yet, the boat I sail will only sink,
thanks to my unending misery.
The waves crush my bones and cut
my skin, tearing me limb from limb.
I hate myself, I hurt myself.
Again, I'll try to kill myself.
My love has no idea what he
has done to the old Destiny.
But, no longer will I thrash and cut.
The feelings will all melt away
as soon as I kneel down to pray.
My Lord has brought me up anew,
but darkness Will fall back on
through.
Lucifer and his devilish gents will
not stop, they will not rest.
Until they tear my lonely heart bit
by bit... apart...apart...
I hate myself, I hurt myself.
When will I stop disappointing
myself?
Form:
Im tired of this,
Im tired of life, and being alone.
I want to see the other side,
i dont even have any pride.
I want to put this life aside,
But i cant put me down.
Im tired of wanting, and waiting,
For that special someone to come around.
Im tired of sitting idle watching others be happy.
I want that happiness, I need that happiness.
But im tired of trying with no prevail.
Im tired of this life, and maybe the next.
I want it to go, and leave me alone.
Im tired of hoping and watching
I want to live but not this life.
This ones old and pale with age.
The memories stay and hurt my chances,
Always ruin my romances.
Always make me want to die.
So im tired of this life, i want a break.
Something to come and break this spell,
Of depression and regret, of a life not spent
Form:
if i am to cry
give me tears to cry with
let me not wonder
with no prayers to pray with
whilst in shock and disbelief
my faith was decieved
and just was my punishment
that i was to grieve
and here i am with
not more that i want to give
my fullest devotion
a cup full of tears
here i am facing my fears
having lost someone
i loved so dear
and since that time
over and over again
my loss multiplied
when new day begin
if i am to sorrow
with which words am i to lament
do i still pray
Gods will to be bent
is my imposible, imposible
and my mourning
an endless drip
which if i not turn
the knob tightly
it would awaken if i slept
and yet i give it place
as if it were owed
is my endless love
attempting to let go
memories so happy
make me sad
no sweeter dreams
than the dreams i have
yet while my soul
waits for tears
eyes whisper
they're not here
and while my voice
would cry to God
my head has barely
given a nod
and though my heart
should need to die
my living it self says
no, not i
though it was my
greatest loss
today i cannot cry
(Dedicated to those that suffer depression.)
There's an empty feeling left inside
Tearing me down and making me cry
Restless, breathless when will it end
No chance to fight back
New faces to stare at giving me a panic attack
Burning just beneath the skin
Lost hope that caves in
I've strangled my insides
Suffocating the pain and letting it reside
So it's a struggle every day to find a reason to survive
Last night I had a dream
that scared me half to death
I found myself running
but could hardly make a step
My feet were intertwined
and my legs gave out
I fell hard to the floor
and almost passed out
As I looked behind me
to see what I was running from
I see a picture of my past
and realized what was to come
this picture kept coming toward me
staring me right in the eye,
as my feet moved faster
But I stood still
I felt I was going to die
But this picture behind me
that I had seen
Was no cliché monster
From the old movie screen,
and what did my eyes
Find behind me,
Me and my lost brother
drinking and driving
I admit these times around i feel highly abated.
I walk around school tired because i lose sleep and i hate it.
I roll onto my back every night losing hours n hours of sleep.
I promise my body i'll rest it, but dats a promise i dnt keep.
I try so hard all the time to stay calm,but I fell dangerously irritated.
I'm irritated get out of my face plz my space is getting invaded!
My will power is starting to fail, succumb,deplete, diminish.
I'm on a breath-taking journey to live my life, but i can't help feeling that I won't finish.
Being a man means admitting that you need help and u need it fast.
I'm feeling abated can't u see it's not long that I can even last.
Watching my friend die I felt so enraged I wish me and Him{Almighty} could fight.
I confided my father w/ this, he thought me wrong, I thought me right.
Do sins catch up 2 u to da point you applaud yourself every morning you awake?
Or am I coming to grips w/ my alter-ego that religion is fake?
Let's not get carried away before u say or do something you'll regret.
You think you feel abated, u only 17, u aint seen nothin yet.
It's all good, because I survive by keeping a higher hunger.
Like Kanye said: "What doesn't kill me can only make me stronger."
Im under again, It got me once more,
Im to far down this time,
The thoughts in my head, The gun on my bed,
calling me to come closer.
How do I resist it?
Where are my restraints?
ive dealt with to much pain,
I hear it in my brian.
I want to end it now,
But I dont know how.
I trusted you, I fell for you,
Then you go and grab another.
I lowerd my shield, but you didnt yeild,
You went and blew my cover.
I Let you, and tried to begin what would have been heaven,
You didnt care, said "Life's not fair"
And tore my heart to pieces.
Now i sit atop my bed of lonelyness and misery,
Thinking about the sweet relief of death,
Not knowing which way to take, and end this life of pity,
Ive thought it over, made my plans, but know its time to act
should i take a knife and hack my viens again?
Should i take a gun and blow my brains?
Should i hang myself with those leather reigns?
Or should i continue on this endless, pointless, trip we call life?
You be the judge cause i dont care, Ive lived this life of pain and despair,
Tell me what to do and how,
Cause i really need it now
Form:
I always thought that as ur daughter,
u would never betray me in anyway.
The way u came in my room at night,
n forced ur self upon me.
I hate u in everyway,
now i have to testify n i really dont know how.
"PLEASE GOD GIVE ME THE STRAIGHNTH TO FACE MY FATHER ONE MORE TIME SO HE GETS
TAKEN AWAY FOR EVER. AMEN"
I will never have to worry about wether ur going to get me or not cause u wont be around
anymore.
U will never understand the pain u put me through n how i always want to cut but i am okay
cause i had to go through hell to get to heaven so thanks sperm donor cause u earn the
name father.....
Love Always,
Ashley R
Form:
Sadness with no thought
as to how it came,
dream of just the other day
when it wasn't this way.
Crying with no tears
heart loving
without fear.
One two three
the seconds tick by
as I picture
you by my side.
I smile
sad and sweet
at the same time
it must be.
The thought of you
makes me happy
but the reality
makes me blue.
Even as my head
is up in the clouds
another day ticks by.
You're still there
and I'm still here
forever that way
I think it will stay.
Form:
I feel darkness its everywhere
But I still see shadows fall upon what
may seem a very dark figure.
Its hideouse scary inormously big.
Im afraid but im queit, It takes the whole
side of the room with it.
It dont leave it just sits there Im so
unhappy. How can I define it, what may I do
to stop it. Its comeing, it gets closer.
Its bringing me down. I try not to let it
but it does anyway. It dont tak It just
stares.
I am the only one who can see it.
Everyone else just sees the pain it causes.
No one understands. I cant keep hideing my
bags. My eyes are tired, Im always drousy.
People think Im sick. When Im just sleepy.
My stomach hurts as it gets closer. Im
afraid its going to take me away. Please how
do I stop it Im very afraid.
Form:
Which Poison do You drink?…………By Peter Onyancha
Which poison do you drink?
When you open your mouth
Your fangs!
Each word is toxic
It leaves a septic wound
Which poison do you take?
When I see you
The shaken body aches
I coil and shiver
From your venom to my fever
Which poison is it?
Raise your arm with brim anger
Bruise me with rancor and scald me
The surgeon and blade
Will piece and stitch
Degree after degree
But your unmetered spittle
Is mortal my Husband!
Which poison do you drink!?