A New Chapter: Small Steps
The normally immaculate abode was littered with laundry, take-out boxes, and the general palid squalor of a man in depression.
drowning
I'm drowning in sadness, my head below water watching everyone breathe. I'm panicking; gasping for breath, I need to breathe but it's impossible. Every time my head breaks above the water I'm just shoved back down. I try to swim, but I have weights...
The Beast
It is a poem about what i think depression is and me and my girlfriends battle against it.
Griffith
Gracefully riposte this decaying situation, My Inebriated infatuation, Fueled dance with the macabre. In do haste I must protest, whilst in awhile I'll digest, These thoughtless thoughts I've thought, while I walk my crooked mile.
Remorse(poem)
I lived like a no one a memory and a forgotten nothing can keep me here forever I know my time is up yet I fell so young that I might as well be called Icarus and sometimes I look back and they are all wearing black and I destroyed my...
a new story
what do you think of this? should i continue it? leave a comment! * * * _I used to be able to get it. Now it just feels like I'm a stranger again. I really want it to be just a phase, but it won't seem to go away when you grow up. The pain just seems...
I Feel As If It's Too Late For Me
Anyways,this is my first uploaded poem,hope you guys enjoy my depression.
Pain in the world
But then, depression hit me like a bullet. i'm still wounded on the inside. wondering if i can last. it hurts me. to do anything. it hurts to live.
The reason I live.
Another day, just put on a smile. Make a joke to keep up appearances. Just have to be strong for a little while. Drown myself in music; long distances. Put on a show, false wit on the forefront. Giggle, laugh; enough to dispel questions. Look...
Leaving Noise
I waste time, staying silent -- not wanting to say the wrong thing. I don't know what to say or do, so I hide. I hide because things are not right. I hide from this person who says they're changing, so I pipe down, and stop running. How... How am I to...
Nothing I can do
These are the thoughts and feelings i battle constantly; everyone around me seems draped in the grim shadows of depression sadness and fear, terror of what won't come, and here i sit, with a blank stare and an open heart.
Friendless
You see me smiling from the outside, But you don't see how I feel in the inside. I admit; I fake at being happy, But who can blame me? I have no one to talk to Not even my "friends". Oh why, oh why, do I try When nobody says "Hi." ...