Depression Poems
Quicksand
by Jazmin Houghtaling
Sometimes I feel like I'm sinking.
Like I'm being pulled down by an invisible force
Unable to bring myself back up.
I feel like I'm slowly being dragged under a quicksand that is impossible to escape.
I've been sinking for most of my life.
I've found comfort the sand.
After a while the sand drowns my feelings.
My legs go numb and I no longer feel the pain.
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The Itch
by Mollie Keech
Oh, hello itch,
I've not missed you!
Nor your pleading, uneasy,
eager smile,
wicked begging eyes,
and hungry open mouth.
I've quite enjoyed this past while,
lacking your insistent whispers.
Your lustful face
looming 'round each corner of my boxed-up,
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I Was Once A Poet
by Cyrus Mahan
I was once a poet
I was once a poet,
In a far faraway land.
My people were imbibe my poems
They were telling me:
It cures depression
It is against oppression.
It is a bullet in the heart of repression
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Vacancy
by Disha Shree
Felt like the ghost in the world of paper dolls,
More even like the ghost in my own machine,
I was the ghost running through time and space,
And the world became a noise, a distraction to be in.
People being the fragment of fire, barely a cinder,
It never mattered because I was the gasoline,
Soul was silent, chill in my blood,
Coldness bringing the synapses of my brain to a stand still.
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Schizophrenia
by Beth Johnson
I’ve got so many voices inside my head,
my Schizophrenia’s keeping them fed,
I’m starting to feel lost within myself,
think I’m turning into someone else.
I’m always planning my escape,
before my brain can escalate.
“I can’t find it,
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The truth
by Lia P
The truth
it hurts
thats why its so hard to say
But will you walk away
shrivel up when i tell you the words i’ve been so longing to say
to you
Cuz you’re all I had
I gave you my everything and you didn’t give it back
Can you stay
Please
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Quicksand
by Jazmin Houghtaling
Sometimes I feel like I'm sinking.
Like I'm being pulled down by an invisible force
Unable to bring myself back up.
I feel like I'm slowly being dragged under a quicksand that is impossible to escape.
I've been sinking for most of my life.
I've found comfort the sand.
After a while the sand drowns my feelings.
My legs go numb and I no longer feel the pain.
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Bruised
by D G
It juts. An imperfection lying, no, sticking
Out like a stranger spotted on a dark street.
Removal is the only redemption
Worth having. Sterile; safe.
It is pulled. Discharged
And all that is left behind is the dull
Contusion.
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Have you ever heard the skin scream?
by Soheil Beik
Have you ever been left of esteem?
No, i do not mean striped of others'
You never had that to begin with
have you ever made the flesh weep?
The songs of scorched nerves
How beauty can be heard
Have you ever surfed the waves
Of one and only orgasm of the vain
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december
by Lara Askari
the flood gates opened, and they never closed
the dam was filled up, and it overflowed
body sprawled on the floor, tears don’t finish their pour
no one cared enough, they hadn’t dealt with this before
are the cogs turning backwards? has my machine run its course?
keep working, keep pushing, they all say aloud
the need and thirst for any way out
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