Depression Poem by Daniel B Kelleher
Depression
I am alone, yet not alone
I am blind, yet can see
I am deaf, yet can hear
Who am i, i don't know
I am me, yet not me
I am home, yet feel outside
I am loved, yet feel hated
Who am i, i don't know
I am in company, yet feel alone
I am looking, yet can't see
I am in company talking, yet can't hear
Who am i
I am a person have been told its all in my head
I am a person have been told pull yourself together
I am a person have been told i am looking for sympity
I am a person have been told there's nothing wrong
No
I am a person who suffers from depression
I am a person crying out for help
I am a person in need of treatment
YES
I am that person
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5/17/2024 6:39:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Depression is an awful burden to bear. Find solace and comfort wherever you can. And keep writing. It's therapeutic - your mind's way of ridding itself of disturbing thoughts. Write, and let them take flight.
Thank you Lorraine, yes i find poetry very comfortable and keeps my mind occupied.I will never Be a notable poet but as a hobby it is very therapeutic, thank you for your comment