Depression Slam Poems | Examples
These Depression Slam poems are examples of Slam poems about Depression. These are the best examples of Slam Depression poems written by international poets.
'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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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.
saloons are just another form of dealing with depression
I hate drinking away nights
saying yes to bartenders
saying no to reality
take a dip in the cold waters
harsh and real
life is for losers I thought
but maybe I should really try living sometime
An applaud in negative
In writing or voluble,
Appreciate one must
To further spring up,
A poetic grand slam !
Sarcastic comments
Take digs at you,
Aggressive remarks
The missiles,
To drop you dead !
Throwing a frisbee
Beyond reproach,
Reprimand,
Rebellion,
Give or do battle !
A censure,
Although Depreciates ,
Distresses and Disheartens,
Repel depression,
Essentiates introspection !
Be factualistic,
Don't divagate,
Be dianoetic,
Argue and analyse,
Put on a thinking cap !
Written on 5/5/14
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You watch the tears fall from her eyes.
You see her walk out and away from the crowd.
You listen as she tells how unwanted and useless she is.
You hear her cry from the bathroom.
You watch her struggle to socialize.
You see her isolate herself from humanity.
You listen to her criticize herself.
You hear her fight against what might help.
You watch as she gets herself out of every social situation.
You see how uncomfortable she gets when someone speaks of her condition.
You listen to how she makes excuses.
You hear her say she is okay.
You just watch and see and listen and hear as she pushes her way through life.
And eventually, that may not be enough.
Oh so well I know these feelings of despair ,
Theres something wrong and we shoud beware.
Things are a changing and folks just aren't the same ,
How quick they are to deny and to point the blame .
Not a strong foundation built from deceit and lies ,
Sad a love is wasted as the tears well up in my eyes.
My heart and soul have been broken and its taken its toll,
Will I ever recover from this is something I just do not know.
Missing you and missing all the things you use to do ,
Theres something wrong with me being without you .
Im out of my mind going insane now it's all changed ,
Night after night its torement always the same .
I feel the pain day after day its just this way ,
The emptiness and lonliness has come filled my days.
Can't start over again or back to where I've been,
All I can do is go forward put my heart on the mend.
Tac
Plunge deeper now, but keep within
the cost of armor for the win,
climb higher, higher ~ own the sky
the pulse of sentry needing . . . . "why!"
Speak lower, hiding your true cause
your neighbor"s vitals, need applause?
Bring forward all complaints that knaw,
or jeopardize with failing's flaw!
The Nation stands and waits in trial,
all motives grand, relate denial ~
it was the other guy's hem-haw,
that kept us in recession's aisle!!
Bring anger to the course, exile
new government must stay remorse,
if challenges resource our file
it's still your check that we endorse!
.
no one can really understand insanity
it sinks below depths of our humanity
something so small,
a grenade,
atomic mess,
bodies blown to bits
as the gas suffocated earth-
it's that clench,
that gasp-
that knot
you fear.
And it eats you alive the more you endure
such imaginative qualities,
and you sit there unknowingful
uninformed;
while envy develops;
you sat there admitting
in horribly brutal honesty-
but your eyes forgot the plan
cause the guilt shot through
and that look-
that look-
i've seen it before.
No reason to concoct clever and corrupt schemes to make me see you.
I watch you anyway.
Do not go to extremes that exfoliate the energy that you conceive.
I already believe in you.
Please, do not plot panic ploys to penetrate the world's persistence against you.
You have the distance to overcome it all.
No need to destroy yourself or future so someone can feel your pain when
some of us already do.
It is pointless to define your determination as unsuccessful when you were the sperm that made it.
Speaks for itself.
You are beautifully made, with details that no one else has or will possess beyond imagination,
So suicide would be not only ridding the world of a gift but
yourself of it,
so please...allow your light to shine,
it could never do so without some shades of darkness.
Everyone seems happy
Everyone loves to entertain
Everyone wants to be famous
But will you make it in this world
Pick Me Pick Me yea
im the best shot youve got
pick me pick me yea
Im nothing but a snob
A little entertainment on tv
Where you watch your kids die
The commercial reads
Need more volunteers to get shot
Pick Me Pick Me yea
Im the best shot youve got
pick me pick me yea
please select me im hot
"It just goes to show
that all we care about
is getting famous
nomatter what we have to do
we will do it
just to get noticed"
Pick Me Pick Me yea
Im the best shot youve got
pick me pick me yea
im being someone im not
Die die die die with me
because im famous now
Die die die die with me
because i want to be noticed
Pick Me Pick Me yea
Im the best shot youve got
pick me pick me yea
everyone is hollow
Pick me Pick me Yea
I AWOKE TO A NEW DAY,
AND NOW I SEE THINGS MORE CLEARLY.
WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY,
FOR IF YOU COULD LISTEN TO MY HEART YOU COULD HEAR ME!
IF MY HEARTS SONG WOULD SING TO YOU,
IT WOULD SERENADE YOUR EMOTIONAL DESIRE.
FORGIVE ME FOR THE THINGS IVE PUT YOU THROUGH,
MY INSECURITIES HAD ME WRAPPED IN BARBED WIRE!
I ASKED GOD FOR FORGIVENESS,
FOR THE THINGS IVE SAID AND DONE.
YOU WERE MY ANGELIC PRINCESS,
AND I WAS SELFISH TO PUSH YOU AWAY AND RUN!
THEY SAY WHEN YOU LOVE SOMETHING SET IT FREE.
BUT IF YOU GIVE UP SO EASILY-THEN IT WAS NOT MEANT TO BE!
TIME WILL TELL ALL THINGS,
AND I CAN ONLY PRAY YOUR FEELINGS ARE STRONG ENOUGH.
LET ME PLAY A MELODY ON YOUR HEARTSTRINGS,
AND BEFORE GOD IT WILL BE A SONG OF ETERNAL LOVE!!!!!
Crush then love, whispers then shouts, sun and moon, screams and shouts.
Hearts are broken and will be for sure, mistakes are made for they always occur.
I lied to you once but your actions lied back our love fought for its life but fell off track.
An empty heart is filled with sorrow, love today leads to anger tomorrow.
Full moon in the sky, a flood on the ground I can hear your hatred though you don’t make a sound.
Free fall from heaven and into your hell, I’ve lost my mind to this nothing will ever be well.
Sadness and black will fill your soul like demons inside it will take its toll.
A fire will freeze your empty heart; your cruel mind will fall apart.
Your eyes will see what you left behind but you won’t comprehend it with your close hearted mind.
The cold that came from your early morning attack will leave you stranded on ice that will crack.
Your mistake you made will leave you weak but when your demons come I won’t hear your shriek.
You deserve what you get I hope you can tell, you are a hypocrite; you made your hell.
Slam is the creative expression of oppression
thoughts gathered from anguish and depression
energy being conveyed through words
so that the human being may be heard
the release of energy in an unorthodox way
slam expresses what the soul cant say
the problem with slam is that many times it points a finger
and negative thoughts should have been left to linger
the cycle of energy that slam evokes
is sometimes a cycle that is slammed down our throats
if words could be swallowed then slam would be it
and if poetry flowed like water slam would be thick
this is my very first slam and im "proud" of it
because this slam is expressing how slam doesnt fit :)
...........i feel like slam in my opinion releases a deceptive energy back into the world a false sense of love i feel like slam induces guilt and fear. but of course what do i know im just a human