It's hard to explain those
demons inside,
the daily struggle,
the daily ride.
When will they go?
When will they end
these terrible thoughts
that they send?
They make me
hate myself.
They fill my head
with torture and doubt.
I'm tired of crying,
I'm tired of trying,
I wish I could believe
those demons were lying.
It's a constant battle
between them and me.
I just want to end it all
and be free.
Poem Trying To Explain Depression
This poem really catches something in me. I'm 17 and have struggled with depression since I was around 12. Diagnosed when I was 15 and hospitalized twice for trying to end my life. Depression...
Demons Inside
Published by Family Friend Poems March 2017 with permission of the Author.
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I can't say that I have suffered more than you, but as far as I know, I can't control the thoughts that run through my mind every day. It's hard for me to share this with the people I love and care about, but with people who understand more about this it's better than trying to explain it to people who don't. My life has taken a turn into the darkness, and poetry has gotten me to the point of return. My passion for poetry helped me realize that there are more people in this world that would be horrified and hurt if I would end my life.