This feeling consumed me, It lingered in the back of my head, silently drifting around the edges of my mind murmuring, awaiting it’s attack.
This feeling became my defense, drugging my emotions until they faded into grey and white leaving the brightness to the shadows.
This feeling is my shell, unbreakable, and unbearable.
This feeling is a void inside my chest, aching to be filled but afraid to be whole.
This feeling is a burden. It feels as if my limbs became stone and my mind became a haze. It's a feeling of awareness without motivation.
This feeling screams at confrontation
Its claws dug into my thoughts, scraping them under a heavy blanket making them unable to be reached. It’s hissing being heard for miles but no one around me can hear it. It’s as though I’m being suffocated by these thoughts.
Its voice reassuring but aching in my ears.
This feeling fills me with heaviness, it’s as if I cannot escape this weight on my chest.
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Author:
Ethan.M (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 16th, 2021 09:26
- Comment from author about the poem: I've struggled with mental health most of my life, this is how I'd express how I felt.
- Category: Sad
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This is a tough poem, and many will relate to it. Sometimes it just feels like the world is on your shoulders. There is lots of help now thankfully for depression, writing is definitely one of them. Hope the day gets better.
A good expression . Sometimes our minds can feel so tired and so burdened . I have had mental health problems for a while , too … I know it can be difficult . Sorry that you feel this way . It doesn’t seem fair does it , when others are so very happy
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