Depression Gothic Poems

Someone to Care


I’m weary of this haunting place,
Trapped by insecurities and fears' embrace.
I yearn for them to flee,
To vanish without a trace,
For this oppression still...

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Within Me

Trapped within, a tempest roars,
Where demons dance and anguish pours,
In the haunted halls of my soul's estate,
Dwells a darkness deep, where love and hate...

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Words encouragement
Bounce off with no meaning
Meaningless rumors
Absorbed like a dry sponge
Torments from others
Like a raging flood
Face hidden by his hoodie
He pretends to ignore
Rumors & torments
Scarred...

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There’s a loneliness to her style, it’s true.
No sense of direction or means of success.
A cautionary tale for men with no clue. 

With icy tone...

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Negativity overpowers,
every feeling that manifests itself,
without one's own doing, it runs rampant.
Others, no doubt, smiling from a once-far flame put out.
Wouldn't have it any other...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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I see a forgotten house. 
I hear the cry of a rook. 
I feel the moonbeams in a still Brook.
I know the coming wind rising...

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stark rocky cliffs
foreboding and somber 
light drifts in hollow windows
thunder drowning the screams 
as the rain beats a steady absent rhythm 
black cats run n...

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Sundry torrents ask me for nonsense,
Veiled cloaks hovering in cinnabar sunsets, 
Hovering evenly in evening’s evanescence.

Nostalgia reaping neurons from presence,
So stress rapes neurons from futures,
Plans...

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A beautiful lier
Tell me lies as butterflies die, 
That bloom into firelights, 
Your words are powerful inornate darkness 
Electric hums of an infinite instrument 
Of...

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through the lens darkly piercing the vail starkly 
past the thin veneer of the world into the next, past 

the bones of this incarnation and...

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stoic or mourning
in a time of depression
or keepers of secrets
with a hostile divide?

why daylit drawn curtains
made from fabric she's wearing
and 'mother-in-law's tongue'
on the porch to...

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casting away all pieces and parts 
of an existence full of casual talk 
of board rooms full of rage
lost bodies in burning classrooms

full of philosophy...

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The bar door is ajar only fading voices
echo into the void, from nowhere...and afar!

Here n there, trash drifts
ghosts in flickering neon 

Broken floating bloated 
dead...

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Lurching out of the door into darkness 
A street full of people, bodies pass n collide

Plunging from dark to light!

Not looking at or thinking of...

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