bright Butterfly wings
say so many things
sing a sad life
monumental creation
needing sedation
heart deadening heartache
built on long lonely roads
distance detaching
disdain death
coming closer
freedom
sadness despair hopelessness
madness creeps crawls closer
refrain no longer
strength drained
wings plucked
decided death
not without
consequence to loved
unloved hated ignored
always
bright plucked wings
before her time
Author notes
depression- reoccuring chronic major depression-will it kill me, ruin my children or just leave me a nutcase?
I shall run away from myself or would that be worse, for it is they who are the important ones...
Written February 4th, 2006
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this poem is very good and sad. I suffer from major depression and I feel like there are always to sides to me and like I need to run away from myself too. I rele hope you feel better because no words can describe how horrible and miserable any type of depression is and I'm truly sorry
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To tell you the truth I only clicked on this peom because it starts with my usernames first word! but you really caught my attention with this poem!
really goed , i love the way you use words (sadness despair hopelessness
madness creeps crawls closer) for example. Awsomely done! -
hi,
read "hope for the flowers" it's about finding the butterfly in yourself.
Olivia -
Very sweet. I like this.
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There are a lot of things one could say about this poem, not sure which if any might be appropriate. "Physician heal thineself..." as the first thing that came to mind, then I rejected it...then thought again.
We always seeks to know, it is both the blessing and the curse of mankind. But the 'knowing' of our condition in life does not always provide the answers to how to make it easier.
Another thing, you want so much, you aim so high, and I think one should not expect it to be an easy journey and there is no guarantee of success.
I could not say what drives those who just have to know, who have to push the envelope...
There are no magic bullets and after struggling up a hill to the peak, there will be another valley before you and another peak, higher than the one before yet to climb.
Best wishes for all things...
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the line 'dying imminent' sounds out of place.
imminent just sounds like a weird science/nerd word used in spaceships on video games and stuff. other than that I liked. the alliteration already mentioned was effective; splendid. -
GREAT AND REAL
this is really a good description of depression. i love the analogy form you used here. being bi-polar, i can relate. writing is about the best thing I have found that helps me. i will keep you in my prayers. viyanna langager -
I followed this poem through, then re-read it, savouring the phrases like "madness creeps crawls closer" with its broken grammar and alliteration - so effective. The whole thing hit right home, leaving me moved but hardly knowing why, and marvelling that it had had that effect on me.
As for recurring depression, well I am your sister. Bipolar moods often come with great creativity - I usually cite Robert Schumann and Kurt Cobain. These things fuel creativity, and give us deep insights into suffering. You never know - it may do none of the things you fear, it may make you a stronger person and a great poet (well maybe you already are
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Thank you for sharing.
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