Depression
Roses are red violets are blue
This right here is my sad poem for you;
Leave me alone.
Let me be.
I really don’t want to be “touched” or “seen”.
Can’t shower Can’t eat. Can’t even sleep.
I’m struggling hard.
My mind is a prison
My body’s a ward
With all these thoughts I cannot feel bored.
In the darkness so deep
Stains on my pillow from snot when I weep.
I hate these tears.
I’m weak.
I’m cold.
I’m fading away.
Do I have to survive another day?
My soul feels old.
I need some me time
to heal and to mourn.
I feel done and used up my energy.
Fighting my mind is my truest enemy.
Do I deserve this? Is this really fate?
Can you relate?
Wait.
Don't answer.
It’s far too late
I feel like I’m the only one.
To feel this pain
I can tell you that it is not fun.
How long will this last? I just want it done.
Good feelings?
Right now, I really got none.
Can my life ever really “just be fine”?
To think of cyanide mixed in a glass of red wine to ease the weight of my terrible mind.
The light I have is losing its shine.
Sadness is worn.
My body is sore.
I really don’t think I can handle this pain anymore.
My heart is torn.
Why was I born?
I am alone this feeling;
to you it is foreign.
You’re making it worse.
This dread is a curse.
Leave me alone.
Let me be.
I’m embarrassed,
I’m helpless
I’m hiding; I’m weak and in need.
I’m falling apart
With my shattered heart
I’m begging you friend
Please go!
Please leave!
I don’t want you to look at me.
Art Print size is 8.5” x 11” Printed on Premium Gloss Photo Paper.
Frame is not Included with Print.