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Depression. Poems - Poems about Depression.

My blood, my comfort
She always hated the sight of blood But now it had become her greatest comfort She felt her blood was the only one who understood What it was like to be judged Both hated on for their colour Both wanting to be hidden Both wanting to be invisible Each cut sent waves of euphoria throughout her body She wasn't a masochist...

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Categories: depression., depression, discrimination, mental health,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member TEARS FROM AN ANGEL
I awoke to foggy windows, there were raindrops tapping softly. The trees were swaying to the rhythm, I fell ill from melancholy. The sky was so dark, it had made angels cry. Strong winds rushed in, grey clouds blew by. I felt my strength fading fast, My head had found its pillow again. I layed back down with no regrets, I covered up and settled in. My...

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Categories: depression., angel, courage, depression, god,
Form: Rhyme



Fade
Fade into the void, pale and unseen, a whisper of silence, dim murmured echo. Unheard and unremarked, an absent fragment, of drifting haze, that lingers unseen. Fragile, easily shattered, weightless and distant, an obscure hollow, of faint gray dust. Blurred empty thought, foggy and fractured, like an unfelt sigh, flickering invisible in the murk. O veiled shadow of former self, ashen phantom of better days, am I but a fleeting shade, doomed by fate to wilt and...

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Categories: depression., absence, anxiety, confusion, depression,
Form: Rhyme
My trauma wears Crocs
My Trauma Wears Crocs My trauma wears Crocs— bright yellow, with stickers peeling off. It doesn’t care how serious you want life to look. It clomps into therapy, kicks its feet, asks if there’s snacks. It’s loud at the wrong time, laughs when I’m crying, sits beside me on the floor and says, “We’re not going anywhere, are we?” I thought healing would wear silk. Turns out,...

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Categories: depression., africa, change, deep, depression,
Form: Free verse
Searching
Born from the chaos that welcomed me with a closed fist Eyes open wide with the taste of anxiety upon my lips I tuck myself away deep into my mind Somewhere other than here will be just fine Is it safe to emerge from the depths of my own despair? Or should I dwell a little longer, and ponder, how...

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Categories: depression., angst, anxiety, depression, self,
Form: Rhyme



Stitches
Shelley wove us a tale of a monster more a man A fleshy beast without, a broken heart within Created in hubris and sin Stitched together and broken Again and again. Frayed and tattered Unraveled and splintered Brittle and battered Bled out and injured Held together by needle and thread Less alive and more or less dead A patchwork man, soulless and cold Unmended scars numbers untold I...

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Categories: depression., allegory, dark, depression, gothic,
Form: Rhyme
Bubble burst
If you want To go out Have a drink Shake a leg Take a bet Take a chance Win or lose Have a dance I don't really care I don't care All that much Come and go it - so? Have a run Getting fit I don't really Give a... What do you want Do you know Please yourself Let it - go Take a risk Feet first Jump right in Bubble - burst If you think about, how...

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Categories: depression., depression, drink, drug,
Form: Lyric
Nobody
“Who is it about?” You. It’s always been you. For months. Worth more than gold, weighing less than mud are my thoughts. Months of downplaying, cast aside, thrown to the pigs. You. It always came back to you. With your silky hair, long and dark. Soft to the touch, like one would imagine a cloud's. Your...

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Categories: depression., crush, cute love, heartbreak,
Form: Prose Poetry
Know Me, No Me
You don’t know me You don’t know me You believe you do You don’t know me You say that’s not true You don’t know me I hardly know myself You don’t know me I barely hold myself together You don’t know me I don’t know whether You don’t know me I walk the night Can you even see me I scream through the fright Do you even hear me Or I...

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Categories: depression., absence, anxiety, dark, depression,
Form: Rhyme
You
Many years have slipped beneath the tide of time, yet still I remember. I was just a youth, standing high above the world from Ocean Towers in Downtown Kingston, gazing out toward the pier, when my eyes caught sight of her. A woman, moving with eerie calm, made her way down Duke Street. There was something...

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Categories: depression., betrayal, blessing, celebration, confidence,
Form: Free verse
Behind the facade
I gave up on everything, I gave up on everyone. I know this is a heaven, but I just don't think it was meant for me. If you knew me you would judge me for all those mistakes So like the rest of us I carry this smile on my face and act like everything is alright...

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Categories: depression., allusion, anti bullying, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
The Poisoning of My Mind
There are days the sun drags itself across the sky like a wounded thing, and I follow behind it, meek as a shadow no one asked for. My feet walk the same road to the mailbox, rocky and too long, and still I walk it. Beside me, the hemlock grows. Tall and soft, almost beautiful. It does not beckon. It does not need...

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Categories: depression., deep, depression, growth, heartbreak,
Form: Free verse
Gloomy international waters
Let sail this doom and gloom Drinking gasoline with a blue lighter In the morning head up the gangplank The hours till I lay down is a lifetime I’ve become a child drunk on hydrocarbons How will I lay my aching head at night? Isn’t it how I’ll wake up young again? I’m a sailor heading to international waters Fuel in my belly...

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Categories: depression., addiction, depression, father son,
Form: Free verse
Boys Don’t Break -But I Did-
They say boys don’t cry. They say it like a promise. Like strength is stitched in our skin at birth and weakness is something you have to unzip your chest to find. I was eight when I learned that sadness had a gender. That girls get tissues, and boys get told to “tough it out.” That scraped knees get band-aids, but broken hearts? Those just get...

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Categories: depression., depression, gender, happiness, happy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Conversation with Relatives
Conversation With Relatives Today, I feel an intense resolve. About two years ago, family members frequently shared news of someone's passing—whether it was from the village or someone I had once known. During those conversations, I would tense up and firmly request that they refrain from calling with bad news. Death is a constant reminder, glaring...

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Categories: depression., allusion, blessing, depression, encouraging,
Form: Dramatic Verse

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