She’s listening, I can see
Lost inside her mind
Thoughts that should be free
Turn to fears that bind
Circling around like eagles
Looking for their prey
Thoughts that inveigle
Her memories this way
She listens to the voices
She knows them so well
They make her pick her choices
From a menu written in hell
The stories that they tell her
Have no base in truth
But seem real enough to infer
She’s guilty without proof
She carries that guilt within
Hides it from her friends
Admitting it would be something
She scared would never end
She apologises for all that’s wrong
Though she’s not at fault
Shes trying to just get along
While her emotions somersault
She questions her perceptions
On every conversation
Scared of deceptions
And seeking affirmation
She is crying out for hope
But cannot understand
Shes balanced on a tightrope
With nowhere safe to land
And in the quiet of the night
The voices always call
She cannot fight or flight
Or hide from it at all
She losers her sense of reason
Cannot see through the mists
It’s always a winter season
When depression exists
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Author:
Tallisman (Pseudonym) (
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Comments7
so well written, dear Poet
yet
such a sobering theme
still
we can but hope
a path to escape
can
become a reality, someday soon
for all those, trapped
like she
Thanks LB!
I love this! The manner in which the voices are portrayed is so accurate! Plus the questioning of perceptions and balancing unstably. Very accurate!
Thanks Judy,!
Oh Wow, Another great one to put in your books. I actually read this one to my daughter and she was blown away. She was like.. that sounds like me. LOL This poem was so very well written and the flow was GREAT.
Hi Raven, I’m glad you both liked it, depression is a terrible thing and it affects not just the afflicted but all close to them. It is also so hard for people to understand or know how to help.
Thank you for this wonderful review! Stay well and safe!
This is inked, dipped with reality
Those tears rolled over
As if words were relaying pictures of life
So well penned dear poet…
Thankyou for these kind words..
What do I say? You have a way of writing that relates to others and helps them feel less alone. Thank you so much for sharing this?
Thanks Shamrocker, for taking the time to read it!
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