Depression Poem by Aarushi Chatterjee

They ask me what is wrong with me, say I'm just not in the ‘vibe' The calamitous state of my mind is not something I can describe. The constant internal struggle is hard to explain in words
Their good-natured, worried prodding only often makes things worse.

They tell me it shall go away, but it's been there for a while
How long must I sit and hope? It all seems so futile
For days and days I've struggled to a moment of peace find
But there's no refuge from the crawling demons of my mind.

I tell the voices to shut up. Tell them to go away
But the persistent chatter in my head, it is here to stay
It doesn't go even when I talk, only worsens when I cry
When shall it truly stop? When I give up and die?

All I want is solace. To be able to carry out my work in peace Without a thousand running thoughts in my head, running without cease
Nagging doubts and constant fears, scarlet eyes and fighting tears
Tell it to stop. I can't take it. Please.