What is Depression?

mrharrell

People think Depression is constant sadness/

Constant tears, a dark outlook on life/

Always thinking about or wanting to die.

When in actuality/

Depression can be a happiness that swells your heart for any good news, no matter how small/

It's laughing louder than thunder/

When your eyes sparkle, filled with stars/

It is being the comedian when others seem out of sorts/

Because you are all too aware of how it feels.

Depression is caring too much and too little/

It is feeling empty and full/

It is joy and sadness/

It is the battle between wanting to experience life to its fullest/

And being curious of Death.

Depression is a mixture of light and dark/

Wanting to be there for others but not yourself.

And yet, here you are/

You are here today/

Despite those darkening clouds above your head.

You've found a way to dance in the rain/

To make music from the thunder/

And paintings from the lighting.

Depression/

It is beautifully tragic/

It is the ability to turn the light to dark/

And yet, the dark to light.

  • Author: mrharrell (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 6th, 2023 16:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: Most people know me as this incredibly bubbly, friendly, strong willed and outgoing woman with a happy-go-lucky and warm personality however, I have battled with depression since a young age, the severity always changing and I wanted to write this poem to show that Depression isn't always about the negative perspective. And in an incredibly twisted way, it can be turned into something positive, from my experiences. After all, there is beauty in the darkest of skies.
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  • Bobby O

    Manic extreme , disproportionate reaction , but perhaps most significant is that you know you want to hide, you have to work to keep that secret, failure to accumulate residual benefits , you’re a kid in disguise and your piggy bank is always empty I like your piece and the insight you demonstrate.



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