Weight of Depression

Melancholic~Onion

I’m falling again

To the abyss of membranes

Filthy thoughts clouding

My skull and now it’s loud and

Banging every now and then

To be let out again

 

A smoke seeping into the cracks

These feeling overwhelm my heart

Heavy is the weight upon

My bones and everything undone

Bringing to the precipice

A urgency to be a freak

 

I-I don’t wanna let it win

I don’t wanna be a freak

I’m a weirdo just enough

I don’t like this back and forth

I’m exhausted in my mind

I can’t shake it all the time

 

It clings to me like mice and glue

Unimaginable kg too

Sinking positivity

Bringing negativity

Feeding off my sufferings

I know what it wants from me

 

I can’t make it stop

You win just let me drown

They call you depression

You’re me, just more pronounced

  • Author: OnionAlone (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 24th, 2025 03:42
  • Comment from author about the poem: Normally, I'll write something relatable to the poem or my feelings about it here, but today... No words to say.
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  • sorenbarrett

    This brings to mind the song by Radiohead Creep. Depression is a terrible adversary. Deep depression is debilitating and requires help. A deeply felt poem.

  • Poetic Licence

    Depression is a very hostile enemy and in well expressed write you can feel the dark clouds gathering and maybe the need to talk fastly approaching, nicely written



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