Hello there old friend, new friend, borrowed friend, blue friend.
Old friend is the one I can always turn to.
New friend is the one I don't quite know. Do I trust them?
Borrowed friend is the one I use when old friend isn't around.
Blue friend is my depression. Hello blue friend.
Blue friend pulls me down into a pit of self pity.
Blue friend forces me to look into a mirror and study every minor detail to find things I don't like.
Blue friend keeps my head down when people walk past me on the street.
Blue friend is the tears on my face when someone yells at me.
Blue friend turns me into a ball of panic attacks and used tissues.
Blue friend sticks around for months on end. When blue friend leaves, I am left with new friend.
Hello new friend.
Also known as happiness, new friend shines through when I see certain people or hear certain songs.
That message I just sent to old friend was because of new friend.
However, new friend doesn't like to stick around for too long. Blue friend is never too far away.
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Author:
emily_anne (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I feel like this sums up the emotional roller coaster that is depression for me personally. This is about how it links to friendships and the struggle to maintain them when "blue friend" comes along.
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Very beautiful... I can relate 😔😊
I relate all too well. Nice write and hope to see more
I find that all my friends mirror some aspects of myself..
Some I like and some I try to avoid..
I love the way you put this together 🌹
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