#depressedpoems

[justasadpoet]

Is this it?

My head is pounding, 

My heart is going too fast

I try to focus on your voice 

“Shes gone” 

This can’t be real,

I refuse to believe it 

She can’t be gone

My mom screams 

Holding on to her for deal life

Begging her to come back 

Nanny sands outside the room staring her,

Her daughter, 

Her baby

Dead. 

The doctor stood with us,

Hearing us sob 

Scream 

And beg for him to save her. 

There was nothing he could do

Her corpse laid on the bed

I wish we could trade places. 

She deserved to live 

Why did she have to die? 

No one talked on the ride home. 

Amie played her favorite songs 

We cried 

The music drowning out our sorrows 

It’s been over a year 

Since she took her last breath 

Since we buried my aunt 

My moms sister 

My nanny’s child 

My uncles wife

My heart hurts 

My eyes are still puffy from the tears. 

Yet life goes on

We can’t live in that moment forever 

Eventually we must move on. 

-L.C.T 9/27/22 1:04pm

[thtstonedpoet]

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[starlit-paths-to-poetry]

Pitiful Cries of Unwarranted Compassion...

Languid poetry drips from eradicated, poisoned fingers.....

those poised high above poignant keys of the typewriter beside thine pane-less window.....

I fucking called out to you, my sweet, paramount Aphrodite of genuine complexity.....

but you lied.

...

...

I hope your mirror cracks and burns.

~September 3rd, 2018~

[tmcpoetry]

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[tazatta18]

Can't you hear my silent screams? They are so loud they echo in my dreams. Behind this face that carries a smile Lies a dark road that goes on mile after mile. My silent screams have been going on for years, But it always falls on so many deaf ears. How can they hear these silent screams in my mind? They can't hear my thoughts if I keep telling them I'm fine. What can I tell them? These silent screams carry no words. It's just feelings of sadness and darkness that come in its herds. How can I explain so people understand this? It's like walking around in a suffocating black mist. It's holding on to happiness like holding water in your hands. It just trickles between your fingers and disappears into the sands. I can't explain how this feels; it's so extreme, So I hold my mouth shut to cover my silent screams. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. ..... .... .. . . #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #poetry #englishpoetry #sadpoetry #depressed #depressedpoems #alone #lost #darkness #dark #bohemian #depressionquoutes #depression #hurt #hurtpoetry #poetryisnotdead #crying #smile #deadinside💔 #dead #death #confused #loneliness #sadlife #sad #sadness #lucifertaz https://www.instagram.com/p/CWyBQqiMvrN/?utm_medium=tumblr

[ofdarkcolours]

JOSEPH, 3 AM THOUGHTS

in this deep blue sea I am drowning,

I was greeting you with greetings every year since our friendship went downhill but you always shoved it away.

you make me feel that even if I call out for you when I'm dying you'll shove me away and laugh off cause I'm dying.

how many years shall I wait for our friendship again?

is it just me who's wanting it back?

the fact that I can't take a step and call out for you whenever I see you cause you might've forgotten everything about the girl who was once your bestfriend?

even if I got hit by a truck infront of you, you'll never look back at me.

I loved you as my best friend and always will.

Joseph.

I'm sorry for the things that I've said but that's what I feel. depression isn't easy and I thought you'd understand me but you didn't.

[depressioncentralstation]

It's these moments I feel my weakest,

Anger, frustration, jealousy bubble to the surface.

i'm nothing.

It is nothing.

I don't deserve to eat, to live, to breathe

I'm a broken rube Goldberg machine

Even if I wasnt broken, I'm useless, something simpler would benefit instead.

Second choice? No I'm the last choice.

Every. Damn. Time.

[evolx24-blog]

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[ashalen-infinity]

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[iwanttodiesoiwritepoemsinstead]

I hate my life

I hate everything I ever did or will do Matter of fact, fuck you, I hate you My heads filled with insane amounts of pain it hurts so bad I can't cope with the strain, I'm so mentally fucked up I can't even tell my own age So as I'm sat here, crying, writing on this paper Wishing I was on top of a giant skyscraper Just so I could jump, Be free of all this pain Then watch my body explode and My blood come down like rain You might be reading this thinking "oh, what a shame" "You're way too young to die, you haven't even given a girl your name" But fuck that, I want to die so let me be I want to slit my wrists and watch them drip as I bleed Too late now, I've completed my deed I'll see you all another day, when I'm painless, and free Or maybe I won't cut, I'll hang from a tree Struggling, regretting it as the air is forced out of me, Because you see, I'm way too young to die But that doesn't stop me looking at death with such hope, until then I'll just cry - Jacob Sloane, aged 17

[justasadpoet]

Him

He smiled at me from afar 

I felt my heart skip a beat 

My cheeks flushed 

His smile- man.

It can make anyone fall in love. 

Don’t let that face fool you. 

He hits hard. 

Not just with his smile

But with his hands 

My body is covered in welts

The inside of thighs are covered in bruises. 

The marks from knees became a constant reminder. 

He is stronger 

He is more powerful. 

My friends say how lucky I am. 

“He’s so sweet” 

“Gentle” 

“Calming” 

If only they knew, 

That behind closed doors he's different. 

he’s .. 

Scary 

A monster, 

By the time I finally got away, 

My legs and arms were scared. 

My head was messed up. 

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. 

Generalized Anxiety Disorder

Panic Disorder 

Major Depressive Disorder. 

But I'm lucky right?

The devil slept in my bed 

But I’m lucky right?

My body is covered in hidden scars. 

But I’m lucky right? 

Why does no one believe me? 

Is it because he’s hot? 

Is that really it? 

The devil is hot. 

So I must be lying right? 

-L.C.T 9/27/2022 1:23PM 

[thtstonedpoet]

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[brokenteenagesoul]

my heart hurts in ways that cannot be expressed,

unable to breathe as if something is pressed,

pushing against my poor chest,

wish I wasn’t depressed,

when can I rest?

— poem written about previous lover (my poem)

[itsshainy]

Emptiness

I asked my instagram followers to send me some words I should write about...                   Emptiness Emptiness  that’s what we feel sometimes but how come we feel empty yet so full?  full of emotions, feelings, thoughts etc. how come is what I want to know... 

- shainy

[demon-city]

unknown.

i fear the unknown-

outside the box- is rejection. 

it’s cold and i’m shaking.

it’s risk. 

i stutter. 

i pinch and pull at my fingers trying to get the words out.

it’s pain. 

i cry. 

i squeeze my head and scream the words out.

it’s too much. 

my thoughts are the only ones who hear the words. 

no one is here.

so i go inside the box.

but inside the box- is discomfort. 

it’s hot and i’m aching.

it’s dark. i can’t see.

it’s still pain. 

it’s my own rejection.

it’s anger. 

nothing is proven. 

no one is here. 

so i go outside the box.

it’s fatigue.

what is it made of? 

why is it here? 

where is rationality? reality?

can i destroy it?

can i cut it out- of me? 

maybe if someone listens- it will go away.

but no one is here. no one listens.

and the box- the words- the pain- i protect.

because it is the only thing that is known. 

[theartisticnookworm]

Bleeding

Sometimes I just wanna forget everything that makes my heart ache

Make it all fade away just for a moment

Sometimes the memories your brain makes

Are too much to bear all at once

Please go away, leave me in this dark silence of the night

i know i cant make this right

The only noise i hear is the sweet hush of wind sweeping across the windowsill

and the desperate ringing in my ears

Reaching out for anything but the ideas that thunder through my mind

Just like the storm outside, the patter of rain hitting the glass

Alone with the clouds of heavy thoughts hanging over my head

Maybe I do just want attention?

Trust me, you don't even have to mention

the pretty boys in my dm's

did you ever think for a moment, that perhaps I'm just lonely?

perhaps i really dont have any bad intentions

did you even think?

you have me up so late

i wanted to fall asleep early tonight, but instead my mind is a busy traintrack with no destination

i need some rest and relaxation

but your simple words claw and wrestle their way into my heart

Leave a prick with their thin, razor-sharp thorns

Bleeding

I think of those words as i use the razor blades to slice open my flesh

Bleeding

I bet you didnt think of that, did you?

Well. Its too late

the damage has been done

so don't pretend to care now, just because your sick, guilty conscience told you to

you'd be better off to leave me alone

maybe I won't carve as deep