On the days I'm struggling on the inside
I keep it to myself, my thoughts I hide
I do what is easy and put on my mask
Just so nobody will turn and ask
How I am or how I'm feeling
And set my mind whirling and reeling
For if just once the words come out
I fear I'll start to scream and shout
Or become unhinged and lose the plot
And a display like that isn't easily forgot
Once I'm seen for what I really am
The facade I've built will be a sham
People will think differently of me
I'll be an object of their pity
So for now I'm stuck in this mental hell
A lonely prisoner in my my silent cell.
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Author:
stephanie91 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem about my struggle with depression, the fear of being judged if I was open about it and the stigma attached to mental health problems.
- Category: Sad
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Comments6
Welcome STEPHANIE ~ Thanks for your First Poem ! The irony is that it is very elegant in its Structure (good rhythm and rhyming couplets) but so so sad in its Subject ~ Depression ! However MPS is a very empathetic and supportive site and some Members have also shared their experiences of Depression. It is very brave of you to share and we all appreciate that ! I Know you will find sharing how you feel ~ cathartic ! Thanks for sharing ~ thinking of You ~ BRIAN (UK). Please check my Poems ~ Thanks B.
A fine introductory poem, Stephanie, and a brave one! You will find acceptance on this site ... this home for poets. Welcome to MPS.
Thanks for such a personal poem they are usually the best ... hope to read more from you
Aloha Stephanie, welcome to MPS!
Very well written, with good rhyme, one feels the emotions in every line. Thank you for sharing, and don't worry, here you are not judged. This whole site looks more like a giant support group!
Please write more.
Suffer from depression myself, I understand your feeling. I am so lucky I could discuss my feeling with a trustful friend. Writing is therapeutic, keep doing it.
Very good write about the way you feel trapped within this awful condition. Welcome to MPS.
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