Poems about Depression poems

everyone sufers from it which makes us feel like sh.tthere r different kinds some some people lose their mindssome people no how to handle it and then don't think and end itpeople that have d

My knees are so weak Yet runningRunningFor what? Does it worth all that? Why should I spent my years Working LearningSearching for means to liveIf I knowInside meI won't enjoy living itRu

DepressionHurt very muchI feel it when someone break my heartI feel down and be by myselfYou can't focusYou can't do anythingDon't you see babyWhat you done to meDepressionCan be when one of

A wind blows across your face, leaving a itch on your nose. You reach up to scratch it, but your arm doesn't move.You look down only to see your skin is made of glass.You panic, and suddenly feel

Many ask, if I'm high, Many ask, if I'm low, Many ask, why are you so happy? And many ask, why are you so sad? Many questions asked, and I don't answer, Many don't ask questions, and I'm left to

I fear my little child.I fear that she will not feed and grow strong and healthy, I fear that she will stop breathing when I am out of the room or selfishly asleep, I fear that she will become ill

Depression makes you madDepression makes you sadDepressions leaves you in painDepression is deadlyDepression is like a drug it gets you high then you dieAuthor: Mike Viray

Depression hurts when you grow oldAnd life has passed you byNo more dreams to think aboutOr even wishes to come trueYou lose a friend and then another andThere's no past to talk aboutNo laught

If you say you're upset because you're tired.... At least you're not depressed. If you say you're upset because you're depressed... At least you're not in physical pain. If you're upset because yo

The dark cloud.It sits around your heador inside it, more like.Around your mind, or inside it.Around your heart, or inside it.Does it reach your knees? Seems like it, some days.Your toenails

It is this nasty thing.Something like a disease.Controlling me.It has taken my soul.It has destroyed all my goals.Depression you have taken my soul.You make very sad.Becuase i am bad.And not

Oh! Depression! I love youAnd you love meYou are my life and my needYou are my love and passion tooYou are my soulThe light through which I see this dreary worldOh! Depression, Depression!