A poem from the dark side of depression

Depressing speaking

Im depression and I just dont care

I love to squeeze you 

so you have no air 

deep inside I make you choke 

ill make you sorry 

those happy words you spoke. 

 you are worthless 

no self esteem 

ill make you feel dirty 

because I reign supreme 

f**k your happiness 

f**k your dreams

I just want to make you suffer 

rob you of your spirit 

put darkness in your heart 

make you feel heavy 

hoping for you to hate 

so I can reign surpreme

Why do I get such joy out of making you suffer 

I do wonder 

what is it I love about making your life hell 

someone really ought to have a word with me 

banish me from evil spells 

talk to me talk to me 

maybe I just need a friend 

or maybe ill never leave you 

haunt you till the end. 

im so confused 

I just dont know 

im sure it wasnt always this way you know...

who did I used to be 

when I was a little girl 

who did the horrible things to me 

who did these evil spells 

I carry the wounds and darkness from your family you know 

they left it all to you 

and know your lost and im confused 

not knowing quite what to do 

feeling stuck 

in this cycle 

STucK iN ThIS CyClE 

Just what I to do ??

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Reviews

[emmajoy]

Forgive this, please. ((YOU)) What a tragedy of a poem yet what courage to write from the very depth of your pain.

In spite of your emotions, you truly need to see your courage; the ability to express all those feelings is such a wondrous form. There are times when the human spirit needs push away the veils and let in the light.. tis more than hard, seems nigh impossible.. but ... somehow, with support, can be done.

A beautiful write in its way because.. because, your very own words show what you are.

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful description of depression. Depression is a powerful illness. I joined war to overcome the weight of things I couldn't repair. Sometime we must change our life completely to leave depression behind. Can't live with reminders near. A poem to create thoughts and ponder a problem with many answers and questions. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Earthy Mumma Soul]

Thank you for your review .... well I was thinking of moving home .... have been here 14 years... too long and too many memories ... need to find a way to cut the umbilicle cord... right to the core..

[Coyote Poetry]

Home is okay. Older and smarter. All my kids returned home. They understand life can be a bear. I hope you make the right decisions.

[icelandicblue]

I understand this poem more than you can imagine. It is a vortex, depression is, and it will rob you of everything. Finding the strength to combat feels like an inhuman feat. First you must move...I say as I am shrouded under the covers at the moment...anywhere and do something. You are brave to write this and I hope these words you've penned so elegantly help you purge the stranglehold of depression. Thank you for sharing such vulnerability. You have it in you to do battle but you need to believe it can be done. It is like slaying dragons you can't see.