Depression Poems

'Just get over it, ' they say
I wish I could find a way
Living with it day by day
Memories won't go away
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Heartaches will never last nor will they ever stay;
sorrow shall go so fast in the passing of day.
Once in a little while, one's heart may break and bleed;
abandoned by the smile, his teardrops want to plead.
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Inside that feeling of depression..........
It's not just a silly superstiotion...........
It's hard to make this confession........
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call it the greenhouse effect or whatever
but it just doesn't rain like it used to.
I particularly remember the rains of the
depression era.
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In their faces a colourless gaping of life's adversity:
the hopeless grief of a hellish existence;
Malnourished, starving, filth and olfactory horrors;  
Their humiliating nothingness clothed in rags;
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Depression makes me feel pain
Depression makes me stupid
Depression makes me feel low
Depression makes me mad
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The flood of recession
has shaken the foundation
of house of hope,
built on land of optimism
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Stand in front of the mirror
Either boys or girls, some got depression
Try to find yourself underneath the reflection
Dissect each point, seek for perfection
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In an errant venture in curiosity -
lured from savvy of cooler judgment,  
he oversteps the bounds of reality 
into a state of altered awareness.
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I had a Hippopotamus, I kept him in a shed
And fed him upon vitamins and vegetable bread
I made him my companion on many cheery walks
And had his portrait done by a celebrity in chalk
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in those days
as cavemen..man feared
the rumble and tumble in the sky
the lightning and thunder
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This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
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Depression isn't obvious but suicide is.
My pain nobody sees.
My my mangled body they shall see.
My head was all but a mess.
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I'm waiting for the very person,
Who'll wipe off my sorrows,
The one who will give me a hug,
When I have no hope left.
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Our lives avoided tragedy
Simply by going on and on,
Without end and with little apparent meaning.
Oh, there were storms and small catastrophes.
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Oh!
Wight of puny might
Junk the junk food
it’s dynamite
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Depression is like a tidal wave pulling you further in
You don't feel upto facing anyone or anything

Depression is a huge emphasis on feeling sad and low
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Depression is a world
Depression leaves you lost
Depression drops you into a never ending black hole
You want to get help
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Depression is being tired, when you're never able to sleep
Depression is pity, when you hate other's sympathy
Depression is longing for more, when you never acknowlede what's already there
Depression is the feeling of self-hatred, when the arrogance is concurrently overwhelming
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True love. Is it normal
is it serious, is it practical?
What does the world get from two people
who exist in a world of their own?
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Depression, My depression is caused by one.
Just One.
How can one cause so much pain.
How can one bring so many tears.
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'The worst type of cry, is the silent cry. The way I curl up in a ball. With my arms wrapped around my knees. Grabbing and holding so tightly as I struggle to find courage to wake up tomorrow morning knowing it will be exactly like today. I grab my legs like I want someone to hold me, tight and suffocating, never letting go. Just as my depression holds me, always reminding me of every failure, every person I have ever hurt. These thoughts follow me every second of my day. This cry is a cry for help, only it is silent because words can never truly express the years of pain behind my eyes. No one will ever truly love me. Love every flaw. So I learn to fall in love with my depression because it was the only true person that ever fully excepted me. And depression has always been there for me. The countless showers against my bathtub, the imprint my body has left behind. The countless days screaming into my pillows and sobbing so hard I can not feel the back of throat any more. Who was there for me in those times and loves me still, depression. So when I say I'm fine, I mean I'm in love with my illness because its always been there, but I feel this way because of it. The restless nights I stay up comforted by the empty side of my bed, so I talk to depression about every problem. And I pick apart every single detail about my day, how I could have done better and why I will always not be good enough. I thought I learned how when my mom left to turn lonely into busy, so when I tell my friends I can't go to that super fun party tonight because I am busy, I mean I plan on binge watching The Simpson's eating my feelings, with nothing to show for except an empty gallon of ice cream and a spoon. And I'm so sorry I wasn't here for you when you were crying over your breakup, I was just fighting every demon that told me to end my life tonight and you look at me like I'm selfish. Yes im selfish, if selfish is trying to make it through another day of living, I am so sorry I'm selfish. Why i can't talk to you is because you make me feel like a burden, and then you put your problems on me again. So you say go to therapy. Therapist look at me like I'm crazy as I try to pour 15 years of trauma into one hour. Im sorry there will never be enough words that will ever express the way my mind tricks me into making another cut. Its just one more it says. As my life goes down the drain just as the blood drains from my arms the water drains from my bath. Leaving me in my bathtub once again with only tears.'
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Depression is like a tidal wave pulling you further in.
You don't feel up to facing anyone or anything.

Depression is a huge emphasis on feeling sad and low.
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What happen young man you was as good as gold now death wrecks heavy on your soul. What's on your mind is darkness a dark depression you caused it being gone full of darkness alone in a dark abyss look for a ray in the sky hopefully you can fly smile and soar and get out of this dark hole that lies in your eyes hopefully soon it will restore the happiness that once was there hopefully will return in the air till than overcome it and push through don't end up another sad military statistic a depression you just sad and sick hang in there until you're fixed
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is depression force feed from infancy
even gum fed before solid food mush fed
past innocent lips of an unwanted baby
is depression whipped onto a child's legs
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is depression force feed from infancy
even gum fed before solid food mush fed
past innocent lips of an unwanted baby
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depression is a strange friend can

sometimes feel like your only companion
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I have no depression
I have no depression
I have no depression
i have no dpression
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Depression is a lonesome town, where every sinner wears a frown.
Where all Man's hopes turn upside down. Depression is a lonesome town.
Depression is a lonesome place, where solemn is each mourner's face.
Where teardrops on their lips embrace. Depression is a lonesome place.
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Him ignoring me makes my depression stronger
Him not loving me makes my depression stronger
Him not trying in our relationship makes my depression stronger
Him not texting me makes my depression stronger
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