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Depression

Depression

A Poem by DarkestSpirit15

crying alone in your room,
trying to muffle the sounds so you're not heard.
feeling alone in a room full of people but faking a smile just to avoid the questions.
depression is being up at all hours of the night over analyzing every moment, every aspect of your life.
depression is crying silently all alone wanting to be held but not wanting to bother anyone with your problems.
it's avoiding everyone you see and sleeping away your life.
i want to die, i want to end this pain.
please take away this pain.
I can hear them, they are everywhere....
I feel them clawing away at my fragile body.
i try to run but i cant escape.
i try to breathe but drown in my own sorrows.
i collapse against the ground and start crying.
i take the blade to my skin trying to cut away all this regret and suffering.
i scream as loud as i possibly can but no one hears me.
people see me as they pass by but they dont notice my cries for help.
depression causes you to do things you would never normally do. 
but no one cares.
everyone just passes it off as a cry for attention instead of a cry for help.
they just blow you off and call you names....
why wont anyone help me...........
why do they hate me.....
cant they see that i am in pain...
the monsters i fears under my bed as a kid....
turns out the monsters are in my head.
tormenting me every day.
i try to supress them with drugs and drinks, 
but they just come back stronger then before.....
they will never go away...
they will never leave....
i try so hard to hold it back to not let it show...
but its getting to be so hard. 
this daily task of faking a smile is slowly fading.
my mask shattering and breaking....
i cant do it anymore.
i have to get away.
i have to end this torture.....
PLEASE HELP ME!!!!

© 2016 DarkestSpirit15


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the monsters i fears under my bed as a kid....
turns out the monsters are in my head.
tormenting me every day.

I can relate to this part, but i never drank or did drugs,
I do suffer from depression. I know that feeling.
nicely written and expressed

Posted 2 Years Ago


Very dark and disturbing piece my friend! Some people self-harm as a way of dealing with very difficult thoughts and feelings that they can’t cope with in more positive ways. Taking the first step to get the help and speak about what you are feeling is the hardest but the best step you can take! I notice this was written 2016 – so – I’m hoping you have moved on in a positive way since then! Brave share I might add … :-)

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Added on August 29, 2016
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DarkestSpirit15
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A Poem by DarkestSpirit15