When you look all around,
All you see is the sadness,
Of all the bad times,
Not a glimpse of the gladness.
Time Passes so slowly,
And it kills you inside,
To know that you suffer,
With nowhere to hide.
The blood spills your mind,
As you try to think,
Of a suitable way,
To get back to the brink.
Where all is the greatest,
Of suffering-Pain.
The essence of fear,
and thunder and rain.
Your mind is tainted,
With no hope and doubts.
Your heart is stained,
With your screams and your shouts.
Everything you think of,
Is faded and broken.
All of your thoughts,
Are clearly unspoken.
You scream and you shout,
But no one to hear you.
You try to get out,
Of your cage, but you fail to.
Your stuck in your cage,
That you built in your mind.
Built with the pain,
The lies and the crime.
The reinforced bars,
That are made out of tears.
The cold solid floor,
You created with Fears.
The hard haunted walls,
That were made with regret.
The shackles that bind you,
Were made with contempt.
'Your prison, it fits you!'
Is what the demons do say.
The ones that do linger,
In your prison to stay.
Depression is lifting,
You high up the ladder.
So that the people that hurt you,
Can push you to splatter.
On that cold solid floor,
That you created with fear.
Where your body will lie,
Never more to hear,
The gladness of words,
That your friends always said.
Now that you found them,
All to be dead.
Dead in the mind,
Because they are like that.
They were never your friends.
Life is just like that.
Time has its ways,
Of healing and mending,
The wounded and hurt,
But what about Dying?
You're dying inside,
Because of this feeling,
Caused by the pain,
Of this so-called 'Healing'
Healing from Family,
Your friends, and your peers.
Healing that came
from the mouth to the ears.
You're trapped in your mind,
With nothing to do.
But think of the person,
Who did this to you.
Depression is like that,
It has no remorse.
Kind of like people,
Who are totally off course.
They screw you up once,
And do it again.
They cause you this pain,
Or joy... Come again?
Depression! It Sucks!
Please tell me if you,
Need someone to talk to,
And pour your mind out to.
I love you all,
And want you to prosper,
But Please keep your lives.
And together we'll cross over.
I Love You All!!!
-=THE JAY=-
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Written April 21st, 2003
A contest entry
- Your best prewrite by glazecovered.
300 points, ended February 23, 2004, 274 entries
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WEll, time is just a series of moments, some longer than the others. Once you can pull yourself out of a bad moment and move on to the next, it shows your perseverance and growth. To many people lock themselves in bad moments with the un willingness to move on to the next moment. It is horrible and our downfall. We should as decent people help any that suffer, help them move to the next moment...
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Hey you are really great! i think you deserve to win this contest (your poem is much better than either of the two that I submitted). it was wonderful, the way you described depression as a cage that you build yourself. that is kind of how i feel. nobody loves me, and i let my emotions out through my poems. i hate that that's the only way to get my message through, but it is. you write really well, and i think you really deserve to win.
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for god sake, change the name. I'm sure your fairly creative, looking at all the positive remarks, but really, Depression? come on now, you can do better
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The flowing and the rhymes fit together well. I really enjoyed the intensity of the whole piece. I have been there and been back and been this way and the other so I understand what the hell your trying to talk about in this poem. It was well written I deeplyenjoyed this piece. Nice job and good luck in the contest.
Shine Brighter,
Baby Star -
This is a very accurate and well-written description of depression. I found all the things you wrote about to be true. Looking back to my depression days, I felt the same way. This is a great poem, easy flowing and with great rhymes, containing a really good message in the last stanza. Awesome! Thank you for entering and good luck in the contest.
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Jon I started crying. It's amazing and it took y soul away because someone finally decided tto tell the truth. The complete truth. People suck, and shit people say sucks and you lock your self away and end up dying therre. There's no way out once your to chained to move.
love,
Shauna -
Its all clear to me now
I love it to death, I totally agree with it, you are righ it does explain some stuff. -
hey, that poems so cool, its so true, i like the way that you got all the feelings in there.... im kinda goin thru it at the min.... poems like your mean alot to me right now!!!! keep writing!!!! KiTtY
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