Not knowing why
The catalyst that flys
It sucks the air out
of my existence.
Depression looms
in the air of my room
I can't take another day
The crash and continual wave.
I do ask "why me?"
And cry, cry and cry.
There is no liberty
As it moves into infinity.
I will get through again
The pain will lift once more.
But the constant drill
Is a damn strong pill.
The catalyst that flys
It sucks the air out
of my existence.
Depression looms
in the air of my room
I can't take another day
The crash and continual wave.
I do ask "why me?"
And cry, cry and cry.
There is no liberty
As it moves into infinity.
I will get through again
The pain will lift once more.
But the constant drill
Is a damn strong pill.
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Author:
Madelyn James (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Depression and other mental health issues can be very difficult to handle but with the right help and love it can be overcome.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Stay strong, and as you say, with the right help, you can get along with your depression. Hope the writing's helping.
Thanks again 😀
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