Each day i live, the pain consume my mind like walking in a cloud of fog, sinking in the unknown
Life just seem so grim i think on a stop, lost interested in everything i do but that my life, but who really knew?
My life is a fault, that all i see, death seems so close yet so far a waste of time that what i am,it feel like a my mind is a box trapped inside it self
I try to ease the pain, a broken effort with no gain, thought begin to clowed my mind it just makes me want to scream
Uncomfortable around people cause of the way i feel, i wish it wasnt real my life is a prison
Im an abomination, alone and cold
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Author:
Jodie (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 28th, 2017 16:44
- Comment from author about the poem: This is about my depression. I know this isn't very good but its my first peom
- Category: Sad
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There is no good or bad here, just expressions of our truths deep within. That's what this is for me anyway, and many good souls have I met doing the same, now you're a new one on my stage.
Your words are pure, I felt my own pain and some more. I could say what I did to get down from my cliff but the best thing I know after 22 years of suffering, is to let you know you are not alone and you've just inspired me to keep on.
Thank you again for the heart felt words!
You are not alone. My last wave just over last week. My depression is on and off case. Keep writing, get your feeling out. Keep yourself busy, force yourself focus on something. Take a long walk outside. Fight, fight harder, even though you are exhausted. A heart touching poem.
Such a strong write, depression is debilitating.
Welcome to MPS and I hope to read some more of your work.
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