Depression.

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poems

Mind's in a daze,
Don't know where to begin.
Let me tell you how depression wins.
First it creeps,
Then it hides.
Makes life so surreal,
Emotions: they run wild, conceal.
The words you cannot get out --
The hurt you feel: they will always doubt.
Your mood changes..... Your heart hurts.....
Your wrists bleed,
Your stomach turns.
Eyes on fire --
Fresh scars appear.
You fake that smile,
The rest of you disappears.
Sadness comes,
You hit that undesirable, all time, low.
Along with it, your brain goes numb,
All of a sudden, there's no feeling any longer.
Emotionally: you hate who you've become and who you are.
But "Oh, Well", you're used to thinking, "it's just another scar."
Once you're convinced --
The yearning for that eternal peace becomes what you want because:
it feels better, smarter, happier and easier....than ever before.
Once you take that step, and the pain suddenly disappears,
You know the deed is done.
Your endless depression: it has won.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

One of my first poems. How I've felt for a few years now because of the events that have taken place. Let me know what you think about the poem. Leave any comments and if anyone needs someone to talk too or vent too, come to me, I'm happy to help and listen to everyone because i know how it feels when there's no one there and how it feels to be all alone.

nightlight1220's picture

Omg, that sounds like a lot

Omg, that sounds like a lot more than depression. 

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "