The anguish of nothingness,
Deafening silence,
The air that takes away my breath,
The voice with no name,
The brokenness that surfaces without reason
The tear that refuses to fall,
The void, the abyss,
The bleakness that consumes,
The black hole of numbess that chews away,
The heavy burden of Blah,
That presses me down,
Paralysed by my own mind,
Prisoner to its lies.
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Author:
Moonflower15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote the majority of this in one of my dark moments, while facing my depression.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
You capture it well, a numb, empty feeling that evades capture at the time of its consumption.
A companion that does not leave but fades from time to time.
Thank you, I like your imagery as well
Amazing...
I can't tell you for how long I felt this way. Depression is a psychological murderer. Very well written poem.
Thank you, writing helps me process 🙂 I hope you find relief
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