Kat Smith

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Depression Emancipated - Poem by Kat Smith

I can see it

feel it

Its tendrils climbing on air towards me
I scream but all are too far too hear me
I am far away from everything

all of it

heaven and earth


even I am too far away from myself to see my own reflection
I scream again

they're coming too close

and I can't do this
I can't fight it

I don't want to fight any more
no more treatment
god just no more of it

these tendrils

depression let free
gone wild
It consumes me
Its eating me alive
can't fight

no longer can I wage a war
and fight battles
that I’m bound to lose

dear god,
I’m falling

I can’t do this any more

my mind is still fighting
only now its fighting me
its cold
the ground
I’m only six feet under

but I am already in the permafrost layer

The blood its spilling out again
I’m soaking in it
I’m confined
nowhere to go
nowhere for the blood too go
Im drowning in myself

All is darkness

The pain all the pain
too much

I let go

Its nothing im proud of

but I let go
I’m in free fall

the air I’m falling through is thin

Its too late

dear god,

Its too late

Topic(s) of this poem: falling

Poet's Notes about The Poem

again just another one of the things i wrote to which i cant place were it came from. honestly if you can explain it too me well... don't hesitate too.

Comments about Depression Emancipated by Kat Smith

  • Aries Profanisaurus (4/26/2014 9:43:00 AM)

    A very interesting poem again. One that will need thinking about. It certainly is a cry for help and I hope someone can heed it and assist (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 10, 2015

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