Short Depressionlove Poems

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Love Ranned Out

I cant even recieve a 
kiss. 
My heart is at a huge 
risk.
I cant even recieve a 
hug.
Inside of me there is 
no more love.
I cant even recieve 
lust.
My love has gone to 
dust.
I cant even be proud.
Knowing that my love 
has ranned out.
Form: Rhyme


Fate

torture and pleasure
giving and taking
so many hopes
but fate can tear it away
don't get too close
don't become attached
fate can steal it all away
leaving you bloody
leaving you broken
don't love too deeply
don't love so truly
fate will take it all
and others will deny it all

I Tried.

I try to be liked 
and try to be loved,
but it always goes the same way
of misery and carved.

Carved out myself from the past behind,
For trying to find myself,
In this stream of time.
	
Hope someone would like me or love me,
For the things I've done and seen,
I can not even love myself.
© Eric Urbas  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Stars and Scars

the stars put scars across my arms
i take the  pain
i can't complain.
this love is driving me insane
its tearing me to pieces...

theres nothing i cant do to tell you how i really feel
theres nothing i cando because this love is real
i close my eyes i take the cut and then i try to deal
i hide behinde the truth
Form:

More Then Anything

U are  afraid of your feelings for me. 
U  are afraid to say u love me .
U are afraid of what people can  say ......
U  can have some one  younger then me.
U can have  some one prettier  then me .
U can have some one to love you .
but not with the honesty and the deeply love I have  for 
u  because  i love u more then anything .....
me


Premium Member I Can'T

I can't surround myself with loved ones and feel any true joy or happiness
without very powerful, strong, depressing thoughts greatly intrusive.
I can be surrounded by all they who love me and who I love too
but all I am feeling is so depressed and blue.
All I'm thinking is how crushed and destroyed I'd be
if anything ever happened to any of them horribly.
Form: Rhyme

Bliss In Death

the drawings on the wall
tell it all , they tell of the 
heartache and heartbreak
that the lies were just to 
much to take. incorporating
hate into love is going with
the flow and saying i love you
too  even though its a lie, you 
love to hear the words slip from
my mouth . stand on the edge 
of the wold on the edge of my life.
you pushed i pulled the ground 
rushing up towards me in total bliss
Form:

Broken

Everyone loves.

When love ends, we’re heartbroken.

When we work up the courage to love again,

The same thing happens, heartbroken.

We give people our trust,

Just so we end up heartbroken.

But if we don’t trust, no one trusts back.

Meaning no one cares, leaving us heartbroken.

The scars always reminding you,

Of who left you heartbroken.

One day we will know what it’s like,

To be nevermore heartbroken.
Form:

Darkness.

I feel the night wind closing in.
My breath deepens.
I have only darkness around me.
Sweet bright darkness.
I want to embrace it.
But I cant.

I hear thunder as I sing.
I sing of love and rain.
I cant help but wanting darkness.
It fills me.
The sweet cold air.
Rain begins to come.

The soft drops fall onto my back.
I have chills from head to toe.
I love it.
Water is my everything.
Water is my power.
Water is darkness.

Once, Twice

I loved you once,
I love you still
You broke my heart
You broke it twice 
You told me you loved 
Me, then took it away.
The way i felt for you
Has burned away, for 
All you know i`m long gone.
I loved you once
I love you still 
Im long gone now!
You broke my heart 
You broke it twice 
You told me love was 
Wonderful. I see now
The truth about love.
Good night sweet dreams
I hope you sleep comfortable
With the angels tonight.
me
Form:

Passing the Love On

We all are scared to fall in love again.
let the past go.
there will be a better man.
we grew and grew on the life of one.
don't be stuck.
let the love run.
i told myself on the next man i will make some changes.
nothing changed.
we use to break up all the time than we would make up.
this whole love thing is messed up.
i made you.
you was a sad boy and i taught you how to be strong.
teach them what i taught you.
from here and on.....
Form: Rhyme

Whats the Point?

whats the point of loving if you dont get love back 
whats the point of being happy if your always sad
whats the point of sleeping when the image of you keeps me up at night
whats the point talking when no one listens 
whats the point of cutting when you dont feel pain 
whats the point of saying i love you when they dont love you back
whats the point of breathing when you feel like you cant
whats the point of living if you feel like your dying
Form:

Broken Heart, Broken Dreams

Standing quietly here
with an empty feeling
when all I believe in 
are falling apart into thousand pieces

The sun is shining so bright
The flowers look as beautiful
Yet my heart is darker than the darkest night
as it falls apart into thousand pieces

The love that I adore
is the same love that smashed me
cut me deep in my veins and my bones
breaking me into thousand pieces

My heart
My soul
My dream
Fly high and fall, crashed into thousand pieces
© Diba Basar  Create an image from this poem.
me

Are You Listening?

theres a spot on the corner of my room that i find myself sitting on every night 
smiling to myself, murmuring nonsense to a certain picture, blurred with tears, scratches and 
lipstick kiss marks 
I could scream, i could laugh, but you won't turn around 
crying, calling, by your silence I am bound 
you love me, i love you, 
you hate me, I still love you 
I'd leave, but I can't, I'd push you out, but I can't. 
Not until it's really over.... 
Are you listening?
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Him?

It kills to know he's hurting himself,
For what?, The pain feels like nothing to him,
Emotionally he is torn,
Its starting to show physically
Cuts and scars are all you'll ever see,
Because the real him is to busy hiding,
He is so different,
Although he's sorta like me,
But he fails to show the love that i need,
For he gets caught up in his own problems,
Forgetting about me,
His love is then worthless, priceless it means nothing to me,
So i leave him full of disappointment's,
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