Depression Poems
I Had A Hippopotamus
by Patrick Barrington
I had a Hippopotamus, I kept him in a shed
And fed him upon vitamins and vegetable bread
I made him my companion on many cheery walks
And had his portrait done by a celebrity in chalk
His charming eccentricities were known on every side
The creatures' popularity was wonderfully wide
He frolocked with the Rector in a dozen friendly tussles
Who could not but remark on his hippopotamuscles
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The platform.
by Katie Louise
Standing on the platform, desperately trying to conform. Longing to fit in.
These thoughts inside my head, they tell me I’m better off dead. What if I just took one step forward, then another… and another. Knowing that the next train would surely smother… me.
I’m a prisoner in my own mind, some may say I’m one of a kind but I don’t think so. I’m just a warrior fighting daily battles just like anybody else, right? Wrong. We may all struggle but I am in my own fight. My own mind. One of a kind.
I and my suitcase are boarding the train now. I managed to fight and resist the urges somehow.
Seated, Feeling defeated. One headphone in my ear listening to some new pop song. I’m people watching as other desperate souls walk along the platform beside me.
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Continue readingWhite Rose, Red Rose
by Leo Warne
A White Rose born into our world,
then into pain she is hurled.
That youthful smile disappears,
because of things that she fears.
The day to day pains that come her way,
in her own life she has no say.
She shrinks back and hides,
from a world so unkind.
Her angels have fleed,
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Forlornness
by Imme de Wilde
Everything has already been said
I don’t need to repeat the words inside my head
Don’t need to say how I feel or
Tell you that I can’t take it anymore
Disappointed writing this
You’re telling me you’re proud
It just feels like I might miss
Out on things, the voices are too loud
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Despondence
by Zahid Hassan Wasiq
Lord,
how much longer must I swim
before I cross this shoreless sea?
No ark of Noah do You send,
no land appears to me.
While I only wished for the life of a water-dragonfly—
to drift upon a monsoon pond,
resting softly on the leaves of lotus and lily.
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Dark clouds above
by Mario Odekerken
Dark clouds above,
heavy with silence.
The wind does not speak,
it watches.
Beneath them,
the earth holds its breath.
No thunder yet,
only the weight
of what might come.
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When the weight is heavy
by Mario Odekerken
When the weight of the world is heavy on me
and the night is cold
and I can't find peace,
I sit in the quiet
where even my thoughts seem loud.
The stars offer no answers,
only distance.
But still,
I lift my eyes to the heaven above
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Nervosa
by Christine Angel
The burn kills the shame.
I cry as the guilt pours out,
Until the numbness heals the ache
And the anger is satisfied.
mirror
by Christine Angel
pillowy soft flesh
rotted down to the bone
i'd live with the scars,
if it meant I'd be small
