Best Depressionpain Poems
wrote this one in the hospital when I was admitted because of 'aneurysm-false-alarm-
thing'.
Lying on my bed in the heart of the dark,
Listening to the croaking frogs and dogs' bark,
Lulled by the crickets and the mystic rain,
And the rumbling thunder and the flashes of pain.
Down the unknown road I fell asleep,
Knowing and hoping this pain would leave,
But all in vain I waited and wept,
The pain however never left.
The corner of the room
Is as dark as night itself
There is where I find my comfort
There is where my pain will be rescued
For in this corner is a table
And on this table is a knife
On this knife is many bloodstains
From previous actions that have occurred
Slice once, it stings only a little
Slice again, ahh the pain is such a relief
Slice a third time, oh watch how the blood comes out
DRIP!
DRIP!
DRIP!
Oh watch how the blood comes out
LEFT ALONE WITH ONLY REFLECTIONS OF THE MEMORY
Her voice bleeds over the page
full of things that she can't ever say
and tear stains mark certain places
stains, that won't ever fade away
Her scars are in the words
etched so deep, not an easy feat
scars only she could still see
and feel withing her heartbeat.
Her pain is fresh with new ink
and it smears against her fingertips
but won't ever go away
this pain causes her to slip.
Her prayers are hidden in the lines
that fold open into prose
prayers from cold cold lips
as beautiful as a rose
her tear stains betray
this blades constant lying
and her escapes left
are those inside her mind and writing.
I am the ghost that haunts these hallowed halls...
Her I shall remain inside these walls...
Until the grim reaper comes to call...
And my body falls.
When the pain is more than I can take...
With a pain so ravaging it can never be slaked...
I pray the Lord my soul to take...
Before my heart completely breaks.
If I should wake in the morning again...
I shall still be the ghost within...
These hallowed halls is where it did begin...
And I will haunt them until the end.
I am the invisible girl you will never meet...
Yet the ghost you can not see is always fooled by deceit...
But I shall not retreat...
Or admit defeat.
So when the sun rises in a cloudless sky,
The ghost will cry...
And I shall not go nigh...
I shall remain a ghost for the rest of my life.
MODPS
I try to cut the pain away
But the blood is not enough
I pierce the layer that I see
The one underneath’s too tough
I hoped the damage that I did
Would make me feel ok
Though after all the blood had dried
The pain wouldn’t go away
Although it hurt I couldn’t cry
Cutting deeper still
The pain inside just wouldn’t die
But I’m the one it killed
And now I’m gone
Finally free
I took the pain away with me
I had to go because it stayed
And now my pain has gone away
i thought i couldn't make it through this pain of mine.
everyday was a challenge for me,id asked myself
so many questions.
why did I listen to a broken dream,but instead i let my
heart fly away.
but i couldn't figure out my silly feelings.
i should of thought of your feelings,I should of let you
know i cared.
i know we grew apart,I went to a new group.i ignored you.
you felt sad.
but I didn't know how hard words can effect someone.
but still I couldn't see the fact that you was still there.
but i wonder why would you be my friend
you told me you'll always be by my side.
I looked at you funny and ignored you everyday.
you put your head down and tears went down your face.
I stopped and looked at you,and walked away.
I didn't know how much pain it will put on us in the future.
but now i'm gone.we grew apart.my friendship is gone.
Oh pain that infiltrates my private space;
hearken towards the pasting,
beating at the bright blue sky.
There's not a comfort in thy kingdom,
no sanctuary in thy womb.
My wings a torn,
collapsed in store;
wherever clouds float by,
I here witnessed bright blue sky.
Oh pain that infiltrates my private space,
and beats it's fist upon my door,
with tears I tell you no;
with saddened eyes,
I pray for sky.
Oh that bright blue sky;
and my chance to fly.
...when will my wings heal?
I feel like it's the end of my life,
As I take this knife close to my wrist,
I think why,
why do I do this?
I've got to do this!
No time to waist.
As I draw the knife to my flesh,
I cut slowly,
moving the knife back and forth.
As blood comes to the surface,
My pain slows down,
the pain and agony.
[Written at 13 years old]
The frightened child want’s to die.
she tries to hide the pain inside ,now she’ll have to lie.
To hide the truth deep inside.
Her eyes are filled with hate .
Her heart is as cold as ice and slowly turns to stone.
But she don’t dare cry
Because she has to keep it deep inside.
It’s all said ,it’s all done.
Now there’s nothing but pain and a little frightened child inside.
I hate the world but mostly I hate myself
Sometimes I wish that I were someone else.
The hurt I’ve caused, pain inflicted
Something that I never expected.
I try to hide the pain that’s shown
The questions asked when on the phone.
Sometimes I sit and look at my life
All the pain, the hurt, the strife.
I push away the ones I love
And only think about what’s waiting above.
If I took my life today
I wonder what people would think or say.
I feel like I can’t hang on anymore
I’ve felt like this, it’s happened before.
I hope I get over it, but maybe one day you’ll see
That sometimes it’s just too hard to be me.
I hope you wont’ get mad or frustrated
But think how I’m feeling, pretty much hated.
You don’t care about me or how I feel
I just pray that somehow my heart will heal.
The time has come to say goodbye
I’m leaving now and flying high.
i take a quick glance straight ahead
"now tell me what you see..."
i see a broken hearted girl who's staring back at me;
i see someone who needs your help,
someone who needs set free,
i see a broken hearted girl who's staring back at me.
im quickly glancing at my scars,
"now tell me whay you see..."
i see the pain from 14 years
will someone please help me?
i never ment to hurt you
i just wanted to bleed.
i see the pain from 14 years
will someone please help me?
as you grow up, you say things
you say things you don't mean, just to feel better inside
you make up problems, just to get attention
you break people, and throw rocks at them
mistakes throws you right to the ground, they give you a smack, and make you learn
anger rises in your veins, you try to suck it out... but what can you suck out if it's in you?
as she falls to the ground, you feel power in your heart.
you feel like she is your toy, and you are the narrator of the toy.
you feel like your hands are magical, and they can do anything to anyone;
but the only thing you have been doing is... hurting yourself, and making you die slowly
in agony!!
when she covers up, don't you look away and put your head down?
as she licks her lips, and spreads the blood even more;
don't you feel a pinch in your stomach, and feel like your gonna be sick?
to make an impression, you try to make yourself fit in.
where would you fit in, if all you do is switch words around and make a fool out of yourself?
as you cross your arms and smile at the picture, don't you think she's a human too?
regrets isn't a word, but as you go to sleep remember this word "hunger".
that word "hunger" lounges in her mind, she feels the need to "hunger" over you and stay
with you; for she loves you. she feeds off of you
all those scars she wishes away, she still thinks deep down inside of you,
you are not a regret, you "hunger" off of her too.
as you grow up some more, you feel pain inside your heart.
as she tries to suck the pain out, you make more pain out of it.
as you feel like getting a knife and stabbing her, feel the warmth of her instead.
see how much she stuck through for you, and see how much destruction you made.
see for yourself, that you have ALWAYS been a monster to her!!!!!!!
I picked up a new addiction today
I found it suddenly on my way is
White and powdered angel winds
Fills my mind with crazy things
I take a straw and suck it up and
Feel like i can find a place to set
My worries and ease the pain im
Not tired to tell you the truth i am
Totally wired now my high is slowing
Down my worries and pain are comming
Back around what was the point of getting
High now all i can do is sit and cry these
Drugs i use to ease the pain are messing
My life up and drivind me insaine i dont need
It anymore im done my pain and suffering is
Somthing i will overcome.
by cortney stone
Nights shone black and days scream pain filled,
A smile in the dark reassures the nothingness that i know very well,
I stood there stariing and eyes in the stars looked back,
I noticed that happy never lasts,
Anger, hurt, pain and sorrow stains the hands of all those who dwell in it.
Months darken and weeks fade,
Moments of security blur into minutes of anguish,
Second of joy morphs into days of sorrow,
Scream and shout but no one'll hear you,
Its like a grieving animal that eventually dies from the pain.
Years and decades seep through history,
The same heart break that i feel now they felt then,
Thats when i realized really and truly,
Pain never dies its for never and forever.
Sometimes we can make
ourselves have pain.
That is what I do.
When I don't want to do
something, I create pain upon myself.
I don't do it on purpose.
It just must be a reflex.
I can't help myself.
Sometimes it works and
Sometimes it doesn't.
I don't want to do it anymore.
The pain does hurt.