Depression Kills

there is a dark feeling that surrounds me 

slowly killing me inside and out 

I have made this place my home  

the only place where I am comfortable 

totally numb to everything around me 

growing to love the loneliness that comes 

I can not be the only one who feels like this 

no one seems to notice me 

alone in a world so dark and cold 

never thought I would feel this way 

never thought I would be this alone 

dealing with this feeling all my life 

it seems there is no end to this 

I am dead inside and wish to be alive 

my heart and soul black as night 

my blood a poison in my veins 

all I can say anymore is depression kills 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

A depressed state is a lonely place to be. If you realise that you are there, you are half way to doing something to remedy the situation. Many don't even know they are depressed. A realistic account.

Chris

[barleygirl]

Many times a writer will depict depression as crying & being severely bleak, but most depression is a low-key "BLAH" feeling where there's just no enjoyment of anything, that's why people don't even realize they're depressed. You describe the kind of depression most people experience, even if they don't realize it. Strong realistic details to paint a picture that SHOWS instead of tells (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Lisa Shawn]

I can so relate to this at times!

[Laura Kate]

A stark and honest poem, full of raw emotion. The stand out line for me was this -
I am dead inside and wish to be alive
I am happy that it was not written the other way around.

Creatives struggle so much with self-expression, as JR says, but we do find out ways eventually and the darkness does eventually lift. Hang in there!
And keep writing :)
Laura.

[JR]

Depression is the ultimate isolation. I think everyone has felt that way, or at least creative people. We tend to take everything in and make it us. This made me think of some Nirvana lyrics... "I miss the comfort in being sad" seems to equate pretty well to "I have made this place my home / the only place where I am comfortable / totally numb to everything around me / growing to love the loneliness that comes." We get so used to being in the dark that we come to prefer it to the light. Nice piece, I definitely felt some echoes with this and you did a great job with tone.

[Curtis.Lenker]

Thank you for your kind words