ive growed mad

poem about depression

here I stand alone without a soul to care for my pain

here in my new found  prison I do not let the darkness control my feeling

yet in my thought I become more and more afraid of my own doing

here as I fall apart slowly

I grow mad more and more as I become colder then before

this world becomes my chains to the madness called life    

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A flowing and chilling free verse as the protagonist relates their struggle with existence itself and their place in the world. Personally , for impact I might have dropped 'called life' in the final line and simply said 'and the world becomes my chains to the madness.'