Yes yes, Its sad and depressing I know ^_^ I wrote this when i was 16 and I was having a really hard time with depression.. my family didn't seem to get depression.. they just kept telling me to cheer up and didnt look much more into it.. So I wrote this poem as an outlet for my feelings and to kind of explain to someone who's never been there.. what depression is like. Its the only poem I've ever written, and no it doesn't rhyme.. but it was good therapy, and I like it- and that's all that matters right?
I'm a much happier person now i'm happy to report ^_^
The Place That I Go Gone again I am to my forbidden silence; Into the darkness, the lonely sorrow- that place where defeated, man will lie to await the next step in the story line that details his triumphs and failures from the beginning of his first breath, till the last leaves him.
It is a darkness that spans all time and space, Each time I leave that place it remains in my memories, a distant calling I once followed that reaches out to me to capture my soul and my emotions, to cast them down and turn them black, uncaring, hateful.
When I am there there is no sound that leaves my lips that is not disdainful, hurtful, full of pain there is no action that i take that is not uncaring, angry, drowning in self pity The ugly abyss of tainted water that leaves it's stench on all it touches and can never be washed off, can never be escaped.
This is the darkness, the place I am left to when i let that frown pull at my lips when my eyes gaze off into another place when i stop responding to the world around me... i fall into that darknesss and let it claim me let it creep and writhe its way into the core of everything that i am. This is is the place that I go.
this is an awesome poem, so glad you are doing better, i keep a journal, i don't write in it everyday, but it helps me think when i have a problem, this is very good an d you should be proud of it.
CrazyIceTo the south somewhere, South Africa678 posts
Hey Mai
Have been there as well, got my own depression poem, one I wrote after I committed suicide. I say committed because I was really dead for about 2 minutes. Those days are long gone now, luckily. I thought I'd rather share this one with you. Keep it up and don't let those ghosts get to you.
FEELINGS
Feelings, emotions racing through my head Should I be happy or should I be scared
Confusion, clarity all mixed in one The battle is neither lost nor won
My yearning heart skips a beat or two When either thinking or talking to you
Never have I felt so good and so high Knowing my love for you can conquer the sky
Always thinking love to be foolish, childish I now know better and know how to cherish
Desperately trying to find words describing Irritated because the words go in hiding
Silly, playful thoughts capture my essence Wanting to share my life and possessions
Where have you been my love, all along Years wasted, words rephrased in a song
Despair hugs me upon suddenly realizing Life can be so short and so surprising
Images of going through this life without you Scares me and makes me feel blue
Unspoken wishes and unspoken words Fills my being with longing and hurt
Will I be noticed by the essence of you Don’t know but will sure try to capture your view
Actually, the poem was a good start. While its true poems dont need to rhyme they do need to have a certain internal flow. Try, if you are interested, in reading the poem out loud and you will get the idea of where the wrong words bump into each other and make your tongue stumble. Of course, if like you say, you have no passion for writing, then---nevermind and good job.
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I'm a much happier person now i'm happy to report ^_^
The Place That I Go
Gone again I am to my forbidden silence;
Into the darkness, the lonely sorrow-
that place where defeated,
man will lie to await the next step
in the story line that details his triumphs and failures
from the beginning of his first breath,
till the last leaves him.
It is a darkness that spans all time and space,
Each time I leave that place
it remains in my memories,
a distant calling I once followed that reaches out to me
to capture my soul and my emotions,
to cast them down and turn them black,
uncaring, hateful.
When I am there
there is no sound that leaves my lips
that is not disdainful, hurtful, full of pain
there is no action that i take
that is not uncaring, angry, drowning in self pity
The ugly abyss of tainted water
that leaves it's stench on all it touches
and can never be washed off,
can never be escaped.
This is the darkness,
the place I am left to
when i let that frown pull at my lips
when my eyes gaze off into another place
when i stop responding to the world around me...
i fall into that darknesss and let it claim me
let it creep and writhe its way into the core of everything that i am.
This is is the place that I go.