Slam Depression Poems | Examples
These Slam Depression poems are examples of Depression poems about Slam. These are the best examples of Depression Slam poems written by international poets.
Let it go
Get over it
Life moves on
The words echo
From all corners of the world
No one ever understands
Just need to open up
To ask for help
But even when they listen
From behind judgemental eyes
No one ever understands
Every time a door closes
They say another opens
But lately they just slam shut
No one ever understands
I'm dying of thirst
In an ocean of salt water
No one ever understands
Will this self pity ever end
No one ever understands
No one ever understands
I sleep for minutes at a time
And wake up with more on my mind
It’s not enough to be king of it all
When you see how quickly you’ll fall
Can you feel the weight of the sea
As the waves crash and the wheel weaves?
This silken home can’t comfort the past
The weeds have dug too deep to last
Violence paints a red streak across the walls
It taints our thoughts and beckons our calls
Bits of dreams are stripped and dashed
As shells of humans line the paths
What’s my purpose?
Tell me now I need a reason
What can I stand for?
I feel too weak to stand for something
Can you tell me at least
Am I a man or a beast?
I can’t tell anymore
As we both slam the door
I’ve lost my mind through a lifetime of self abuse
The gaps through my mind leave a trail of excuses
I can’t find a way out of this darkness
A lamp and a map can’t span the emptiness
So I’ll cut off a limb for each mistake I’ve caused
I’ll leave nothing but a black spot on our walls
My last piece of art is left at its best
Your broken heart inside my bleeding chest
Here Again
Here I am again sitting all alone,
running through the memories,
going through my phone.
The Deep dark hole is calling,
I’m standing on the edge,
Fighting with myself,
wanting to fall in.
Darkness so inviting,
quiet all around,
moving ever closer,
not uttering a sound.
They ask if I’m OK,
I lie and say I am
depression it just hits
And gives a body slam
Tomorrow may be better
or it may be worse
but I’ll keep fighting for
another song and verse
The Wave
The vastness of the ocean
An inconceivable body of water
The crushing weight cascading
As if all of creation came tumbling
In the face of such awful power
The force of a hundred thrown bags of sand
Crashes into where I stand
I had tried to run
But the water pulled me in it’s grasp only to obliterate
In the last moment
I turn to face the torrent
But I was too late
And the crushing boulders
Appearing illusively soft
Slam into me
And what remains is carried away
Far into the moving depths of the sea
I fall gently through the various zones
The water growing dark and cold
It takes me an eternity to reach the bottom
From here the surface seems stardom
And as I rest in perpetual night
I see a curious light
An Angel approaches me
And my heart flutters in ecstasy
But something was wrong as it approached
As I then understood my distorted hope
The Angel understood too and sought to consume
But was cut short by its own deity
As another monster of the sea struck forth from the gloom
Leaving my rotting body
Trapped in the vast darkness of the deep sea.
One condition
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Oh my heart is so big and full
Full of love passion romance but I’m not ready yet to fall
I have tried many times before
But it’s never enough they always want more
I have searched all over far and wide
There isn’t anywhere I haven’t tried
I’ve looked in my heart and In my soul
All I found there was a hole
In frustration I slam my fists
Does this love even exist
Will you help If I confide
You see the love I seek is
For myself inside
It matters not how much I give or receive
If there’s none left for me
There will never be any relief
The most amazing love is deep in your sole
With out it there’s just a dark cold hole
To be at peace with your self
And at ease in your shell
Gives freedom from hate shame and pity
And you can exist in this harsh world shielded from
All the pain and brutality
So for me to give love unconditionally
It just can’t be
But the only one condition
Is first I have to love
ME
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Of course,I read the manual.
Who hasn't?
Words,nothing but words
Until it happens
And then it is burned,branded and imprinted
Graphically and indelibly
Into your brain.
Sleep brings the nightmare alive
Again and again
You witness it over and over
In all its starkness
There's no escape,no way out
You can't stop the bloody train in time
All you can do is spectate
An unwilling and helpless participant
By the time your eyes pick out
The figure poised on the parapet
Vulture like
You are at the point of no return
Slam on the brakes
Jolt the passengers awake
The body in crucifixion mode
Glances off the cabin glass
Pupils dilated and inward looking
Staring within
You stand frozen
Unable to avert your gaze
And then time stands still
Journey and jobs disrupted
Until the gruesome recovery
Is complete
But that frozen snapshot
Haunts my memory
Flashing up
When least expected
My albatross
Seared into my mind
Spitefully roosting
And beyond oblivion
Torturing my soul
And draining
My will to live.
Life with Depression
Life can be confusing
Sometimes good, never amusing
it can turn you upside down
but never let it keep you down
Sometimes life is but a test
as God won't put too much on your chest
sometimes fail, other times the best
and for that I am truly blessed
This is not another depression
I awoke today without any aggression
with that I would like to make a confession
I am in possession, not manic depression
Woke this morning out of the fog
no dark clouds, none of the smog
the weight atop me has lifted
back to normal but I feel gifted
Yes I have depression
but class is now in session
I am happier than a clam
or Babe Ruth after a grand slam
I refuse to let it control me
thats why I'm happier than one can be
no way it ever takes me over
as I'm lucky as a four leaf clover
So today is a new start, as they all are
but with new advice, I'm off to my car
time to go get me a new recorder
for once put them thoughts in order
One last thing, I'm not "nuts"
but often do get stuck in ruts
but just cause it has a crazy name
doesn't mean I am the same
Once, I was happy!
But life has broken me- thrown me,
in the trash with a mighty slam,
Too much death- too much sorrow,
my spirit, soul and heart kicked and barren. Now
I hide in my hair!-
And I am happy there!
Quiet and serene in my sanctuary,
and with lifeless eyes I view a vacant- world
from beneath my feathery bangs!
The dented cans of my within do not matter-
as I go- deeper and deeper within-
. . . waiting for the dreadful end!
And I wait- drained of emotions and hope
like so many dented cans- useless-
My spirit, soul and heart weep- dead tears
and then! I feel a light on me- a strength grows
and I climb out of the pit of- nothingness -
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December 24, 2017
Poetry/Verse/Once
Copyright Protected, ID 17-1068-032-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Nocturnal nerds now Priests of Power
Crank out the code grim and dour
Grimace and groan, grind it like stone
O, you miserable dim ones and zeroes
Bite your nails and pull out your hair
Finish that program ere the sun can stare
At your flushed cheeks and ghastly complexion
At the look on your face of utter dejection
Pop some speed, another amphetamine
Tap out binary digits, massage that machine
Pent up in your cubicle tight as a knot
The screen bristling with tension, electronic rot
Your brain's slowing down, your mind's in a fog
Your heart pounds ever-louder as onward you slog
Curse your damn curser and slam down your mouse
Your soul fairly screams: "Get out of this house!"
You come up for air and you shrink from the light
The daytime for you feels like darkness and blight
Back to your dungeon, where digits are heroes
Back to your miserable dim ones and zeroes
Submitted for "All Dim Ones and Zeros - Programming Contest"
Sponsor: Brahn Bailey
I'm a Zombie girl...In a Barbie world.
My body bag is plastic...It's fantastic!
I creep at night...In the moonlight.
My scars do gleam...I'll make you scream!
My skin is pale...My bones are frail.
I take a chance...When I slam dance!
"Come on Zombies...Let's go party!"
Oh! Oh! Oh! Wooooh! Ooooowooooh!
( Background vocals: "Brrrains!" "Aaarrrgh!" )
"Come on Zombies...Let's go party!"
Oh! Oh! Oh! Wooooh! Ooooowooooh!
( Background vocals: "Brrrains!" "Aaarrrgh!" )
I'm a Zombie girl...In a Barbie world.
My body bag is plastic...It's fantastic!
When you say "Bite me!"...That excites me!
My veins are blue...My brain is goo.
My senses are numb...My lips are plum.
I sleep underground...In a dirt mound.
"Come on Zombies...Let's go party!"
Oh! Oh! Oh! Wooooh! Ooooowooooh!
( Background vocals: "Brrrains!" "Aaarrrgh!" )
"Come on Zombies...Let's go party!"
Oh! Oh! Oh! Wooooh! Ooooowooooh!
( Background vocals: "Brrrains!" "Aaarrrgh!" )
'Not much work since automation
'Push a button's 'bout all that's left
And I hear....by January
They'll have a button that will push itself
Change is coming
Change is going
No matter if.......
We stand or sit!
Change in everything!!
Except my pocket!!
Could some engineer....
Please Work on That!!
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All rights for southpaws!
I forgot what it's like to laugh
To laugh and be in a moment
I forgot what it's like to smile
And be filled with genuine happiness
Is it just me or do you notice it?
My eyes dont shine as birght no more
My skin has lost it's beauty
And can't recall how it looked before
No I'm not depressed
And I refuse to believe I am
I've just been going through some things
And no one ever tries to understand
How dare you try to judge me!?
And say I lack attention
Hey, maybe I do
But I'm unbothered by your opinion
I’m suffocating in here
I’m the one I have to fear.
Broken glass pierces through the soles of my feet
Yet somehow I can’t accept defeat.
Someone call the surgeon
The surgeon to my soul.
I feel like I’m about to fall
I feel like I’m about to fall!
Someone call the FBI
I have a case that’s files are miles high
Photos of the suspects keep flashing through my mind
Day and night…night and day
Why can’t anyone seem to find
The murder weapon
It’s my heart
It’s been violated all the pieces
And every part
The anesthesia just wore off and I’m in excruciating pain
Look at all I loss…was it all in vain?
I’m vexed with questions I’m frozen with lies
I walk a road with my hands tied
Gasping for air
But you’re not there
Gasping for air
But you don’t care!
Faint smells of metal linger on my tongue
I was so young
We were too young!
The sun blisters my skin
Exposing the poison that dwells with in.
Regenerated but still a degenerate
Born again but still being born
Forgiven but still forgiving
Fighting but still in the fight.
Galaxies of possibilities swirl in the wind
How did I get here again?
Have I lost the will to win?
By: Sabina Nicole
Do you know what it's like?
Never wanting to wake up.
What it's like to be laying in bed
With all of these thoughts going through your head
Death. Does it hurt?
Is it like sleeping?
****, It must be great.
The nightmare would end, right?
Can I try it?
I never want to wake up. Please
I'm begging you, just let me sleep.
Because the nightmares I see in my dreams,
They are still more pleasant than this ******** terror I see when I'm awake.
Time bomb
At first ,I was my
worst enemy in disguise,a master at sabotage.
My own destruction, time bomb ticking away,waiting to explode in mass fusion.
illusions of hope and prosperity crumbles at my feet,just same as doors slam in your face.
Dramatic production,of repeated offenses,as the worst enemy in disguise.
A master of sabotage remains yet,lurking in shadows,looking in mirriors.
No way out,or any where to go,just keep one foot in front of the other.And
elude the shadows in the dark.. The master of sabotage.
Hallowed eyes peering in the mirror ,at first I was my worst fear,the master ...
The raven sits outside,bearer of news,saying .She at first was her worst enemy.
Written by:Brenda s