21. The Shell
I know so many people,
But do they know me?
They recognize the face,
but that's all they ever see.
I know so many people,
But do they know me?
They recognize the face,
but that's all they ever see.
This really touched me because this describes me almost perfectly. I am someone who has to hide who I am, and there was only one person I didn't have to hide myself with. That person sadly...
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Having depression and anxiety is like being thrown into a raging, surging ocean
When you don't know how to swim.
Meanwhile, the whole world expects you to keep swimming forward,
To keep excelling and moving onward in this thing called life.
I am 17 years old and have been struggling with depression and anxiety for six years. The people who notice don't care enough to help me get help. I would love just for a day to get a...
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Sometimes it gets better.
Sometimes you heal.
Sometimes my eyes get wetter
Waiting for these scars to heal.
That is so amazing. It really touched me because I nearly killed myself because I used to self-harm I don't do it anymore, but sometimes I'm tempted, but I get through it and you will too!...
What should I say, how should I feel?
Wretched Monster, tell me what's real.
Can you not see you're causing problems?
No matter what you do, you can't solve them.
We all have a friend
Who's silver and shines
It pierces our skin
And draws the red lines
My name is Bella but I have changed it to Shadow. I am 14 years old and have just started cutting during this Coronavirus pandemic. I have never had any friends, and the few I had before this...
He whispered to her one day, Depression did.
She was just reading in her room when
He creeped up and whispered in her ear,
"No one loves you."
This is very well written. The message here can also be associated with any addiction. It's just how it works. You shut it out for ages, you struggle every day, then when you're not on your...
I have a secret.
It tears me apart
Each and every day,
Making its way to my heart.
I had a similar story to this. I suffer from depression myself. It’s all right to get emotional and let everything out. I’m still going through my depression. I have been for 12 years now,...
You might not understand it, you might just ask why
That all I want to do is just lay down and die.
I tried to get help; I tried to see the light,
Hey I had Depression and I looked to God and he delivered me and saved me, because through him anything is possible!
She is skillful at deceiving.
No one even has a clue.
Her pretty words are weaving
Throughout the souls of me and you,
Hey,
I understand how you feel. It's really sad when people don't notice. Sometimes, I need a hug, but there's no one to give me the hug, so, I hug myself and tell myself it's going to be...
My eyes are heavy,
My mind is sore.
I don't think
I can take this anymore.
Depression is not just sadness
It's an emotion of lonely and inner madness
It gives you thoughts of pain and loss
That other people don't give a toss
Wow, this poem was so... deep. It's just amazing, I can really relate to what you're saying. Keep your head up.
Slippery, sweet, syrupy words sticking in my brain
A lie
They won't go away no matter how much I try to send them back to where they came from
A lie
I look in the mirror
See my past life
The scars so pronounced
from the blade of my knife
This reminds me of my best friend I've ever had. She saved me from myself, when I was going through a rough time. We made so many memories together.
But then I got bad again and I left her....
Darkness closes in around me
As I lay my head to sleep,
Thinking of the sadness that I weep.
Every tear shed is a fear forgotten.
I'm her, but I'm not. I am the one who walks in the halls with a smile and a giggle...but i'm not. The girl who was so sure of her future, the girl who would sneak the sun inside for a short...
I lie in my bed, lost,
My soul covered with frost.
As I start to shiver,
My soul begins to wither.
Beautiful poem. Wow, I can tell you wrote this poem from your heart. I love it.
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody listening?
The words from my mouth are silent,
But my tears scream your name.
To tell you the truth, I never thought that such people depressed like me exist. Well, my depression started when I started my high school. The cutting started, then came suicidal...
I'm closed up ready to burst.
Every freakish thought tingles inside me.
My feelings want to escape but they live in silence.
They can't find a way to morph into words,
The burning hate,
so severe, everlasting,
the hate you take every day,
that you absorb,
I am very touched by this poem . I have favored it and I will show it to others if asked about depression. Thank you!
There is a girl
She used to live a lie
She used to cry
You wonder why
Picking seashells to put on sand castles
And swimming in the water near the shore
She's the happiest girl you've seen before
Always smiling, shining her light
This poem really hit home. It was very comforting in a way, knowing that I'm not the only one that feels this way. I could relate a lot to the words, especially "you think she's the happiest...