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ssanjanawrites · 8 months

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‼️TW‼️ this is a metaphor for the depths of depression and mental state issues. I suffered a lot of mental state during my school years and struggled to understand anything. I felt out of my mind and was only in the darkness. I felt like I wasn’t there mentally and was alone in a black hole. And if you ever feel that way, u can talk to me whenever u can or when I am free; I can help in any way that I can and will be a guide and a shoulder to cry on.

#mentalhealthawareness #mentalhealthmatters #mentalhealthpoetry #depression #depressionpoems #sadgirl #sadgirlpoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #fyp #foryoupage

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shewritestheyread · 11 months

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Depression

It brings the loneliness in with the tide

It buries me in the sand

The rage of water fills my lungs

I am a drift and drowning

#poems #poetry #poems about depression #deppresionpoems #depressionpoems #depressionpoetry #depression poetry #poetry about trauma

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travelwithmestranger · 1 year

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One Love: Prose/ Poetry Prompts and Collaborations. Please Read Carefully- 💜 Open Invitation to One and All in one of a kind Collaboration Event intended to Lift, Spread Hope and change the 'Me' dynamics on IG. 💜 Event details: Simply select one Prose/ Poetry out of the 14. Complete it as poem/ prose/ story and post in comments (Multiple entry allowed) 💜 Kindly keep it under 2 pages including my prose/ poetry. If word limit in comments exceeds, then DM. 💜 Heart the post. Spread the word. Tag your favourite poets and budding writers. No Follows required unless you feel like joining. 💜 Completed Prose/ Poetry will be posted in Collaboration with the Writer/ Poet, Boosted and Featured. 💜 Feel free to use 'February prompts' by the following Amazing Poetry communities in your submissions @poetrysupportbybt @sgreggwrites @weepingiva @nataliecarrpoetry @mlhmusings @rhymesofpeg @prosetrybyr @poeticreveries_ . . . . . . #collaborations #travelwithmestranger #poetrycollaboration #prosepoetry #storytellersociety #lyricist #newpoetspotlight #newpoetsociety #poetrycollab #poetsupportingpoet #writersupportingwriters #authorssupportingauthors #authorshelpingauthors #writerslift #poetslift #depressionpoems #februraryprompts #newpoet #buddingpoet #mentalhealthawareness #writingismyfreedom #writingismytherapy #poetryismytherapy #selfhealing #selflovethreads #writersandpoets #globalpoetcult #globalwriters #mentalhealthpoetry #bloggercommunity (at ONE LOVE) https://www.instagram.com/p/Coal5JIhLgK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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introspectivelyrical · 1 year

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just a sweet lil haiku for "haiku monday" (which is a tradition i totally just made up lol) 💖 follow my other socials 💖

#haiku #haikupoetry #handwritten #handwrittenpoetry #handwriting #writing #poetry #poet #lgbtpoet #neurodivergentpoet #adhdpoet #poem #poems #haikus #haikumonday #haikumondays #depressionpoems #introspectivelyrical

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justasadpoet · 2 years

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Is this it?

My head is pounding,

My heart is going too fast

I try to focus on your voice

“Shes gone”

This can’t be real,

I refuse to believe it

She can’t be gone

My mom screams

Holding on to her for deal life

Begging her to come back

Nanny sands outside the room staring her,

Her daughter,

Her baby

Dead.

The doctor stood with us,

Hearing us sob

Scream

And beg for him to save her.

There was nothing he could do

Her corpse laid on the bed

I wish we could trade places.

She deserved to live

Why did she have to die?

No one talked on the ride home.

Amie played her favorite songs

We cried

The music drowning out our sorrows

It’s been over a year

Since she took her last breath

Since we buried my aunt

My moms sister

My nanny’s child

My uncles wife

My heart hurts

My eyes are still puffy from the tears.

Yet life goes on

We can’t live in that moment forever

Eventually we must move on.

-L.C.T 9/27/22 1:04pm

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giannavaleriana · 2 years

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Cigarette

And after every fight he'd tell me to leave and to go smoke a cigarette From lucky strikes to Marlboro lights or even golden beach He wished the worst on me He wished me gone He snapped at me for any little reason Constantly raising his voice For him there was no pleasing. I'd blame it on myself I'd blame it on the job I'd blame it on whatever the current obstacle was I'd blame it on my sole existence I know I am kind I know I am true My character is decided yet tender But all I would give were excuses Excuses I'd receive so often that I'd started to just accept the behavior. It was no long one sole incident of strange behavior, It became a series of actions on a repeated circuit. A circuit that had no intentions of breaking. So strong and quick to hold all of the bad ways. His high dangerous voltage has burnt me out. I find myself cast away. That electric spark that once mesmerized me ... Now it be the electric chair personally binded for me. three years time and I've slowly lost the best of me, My one true love became the sudden death of me. And I died an agonizing death, slowly and then all at once. Not a single tear he shed, the value of my life had been lost when we wed.

A single cigarette became my death sentence,

a self soothing gradual end to a painful existence.

Yet this pain was from a sickness called love.

A love that would light my lungs on fire & burn my body & soul to the ground

A love that would one day no longer be found.

A cold, lifeless heart, tar-filled and withered with sorrows gone still.

Forever we promised.

Eternal suffering.

#poetry depression artisticexpression darkpoetry darkacademia poet depressionpoems shortstory sadpoetry womenspoetry marriage #suffering

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thtstonedpoet · 3 years

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One day

.

#kexum #poetry #spokenword #lifestyle #poem #thoughts #piecesofkblog #depressedpoem #depressionpoems #leave

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anonymousxsunflower · 4 years

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Drowning.

Slowly sinking lower. Cold feeling taking over. The darkness closing in. The loneliness like a weights, pulling me down further.

I cannot breathe, yet somehow air still fills my lungs. My heart it keeps its beat, My emotions messily strung.

I’m reaching out for someone’s hand struggling to stand. Someone help me I scream from my soul while my mental state rots in hell.

Someone help me Please be my sweet release. Hold my hand, Teach me to swim, Before the tides pull me under and I’m lost forever.

#depression #depressionpoems #poetry #drowning

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kdhume · 4 years

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Pain and trauma won't make you kind, but you can make yourself kind as a response. Make your own meaning. #quotestagram #recovery #solarpunk #kindnessispunk #endthecycle #anxietyrecovery #queerpoet #kindness #poetrycommunityofig #depressionpoems (at Seattle, Washington State) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7c-T22li3_/?igshid=172vgpt5q3g8g

#quotestagram #recovery #solarpunk #kindnessispunk #endthecycle #anxietyrecovery #queerpoet #kindness #poetrycommunityofig #depressionpoems

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thestarscallmedeary-blog · 5 years

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#thestarscallmedeary #poetry #quote #quotes #poem #lovepoem #love #lovequote #depressionpoems

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killtimeormyself · 5 years

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Fucking lonely another day,

Wishing it would go away,

As the sun is in the sky,

I really wanna fucking die.

#depressionpoems #depressed #sad #lonely #needafriend #ouch #sadness #loneliness #anxiety #suicidal #suicide #selfhate #selfharm #darkpoems #sadpoems

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olivieaien · 5 years

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#poem #poetrynewbie #poetry #olivieaienpoems #depressionpoems #depressionpost #lifeispreciousmakeitlast #lifeisprecious🙏#lifeisprecious❤️#lifeisprecious #classassignment

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posttraumaticsarah · 5 years

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purple was always my favorite color

i’m a purple shade between life and death purgatory, the first layer of skin cuts fucking deep doctors stitch over dimensions realms universes god himself with their time machines it’s not the thread hope is dry blood.

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travelwithmestranger · 1 year

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Letters In Red (Explained in Caption) Using Sea, twin, rough, chance, health my prompts for the 24Hrs writing challenge by @poetrysupportbybt . I have compared 'Depression' to two things. A feeling of being drowned in a Sea and no possibility of being rescued. Second, a game which you don't choose to play and yet you find yourself in it. And then, you either lose or win. I didn't. But, I hope the one reading this, does. Please don't overwork. Don't overstress. And remember to Take Care of your health. Love. @travelwithmestranger . . . Took chance On health. Neither prayers Nor wealth Could rescue me Drowning This Sea: Apology, Everyone I loved I was rough. Letting you go Couldn't know This Game I Wouldn't win Depression, The Darkness's twin. . . . . . . . #24hrbybt #travelwithmestranger #rhymingpoetry #alliteration #deathpoetry #darkpoetrycommunity #darkpoetryhouse #darkliterature #writingprompt #dailypoetry #poetryprompt #limerick #suicidesilence #prompts #risingpoet #darkwords #mentalhealthpoetry #mentalhealthadvocate #mentalhealthissues #readpoetryprompts #bymepoetryasia #depressionkills #depressionpoems #depressionpoetry #poetry_addicts #mental_health #shortpoem #shortpoetry #poetryfeature (at Mental health is wealth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnsY0tIBPDh/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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justasadpoet · 2 years

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Him

He smiled at me from afar

I felt my heart skip a beat

My cheeks flushed

His smile- man.

It can make anyone fall in love.

Don’t let that face fool you.

He hits hard.

Not just with his smile

But with his hands

My body is covered in welts

The inside of thighs are covered in bruises.

The marks from knees became a constant reminder.

He is stronger

He is more powerful.

My friends say how lucky I am.

“He’s so sweet”

“Gentle”

“Calming”

If only they knew,

That behind closed doors he's different.

he’s ..

Scary

A monster,

By the time I finally got away,

My legs and arms were scared.

My head was messed up.

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.

Generalized Anxiety Disorder

Panic Disorder

Major Depressive Disorder.

But I'm lucky right?

The devil slept in my bed

But I’m lucky right?

My body is covered in hidden scars.

But I’m lucky right?

Why does no one believe me?

Is it because he’s hot?

Is that really it?

The devil is hot.

So I must be lying right?

-L.C.T 9/27/2022 1:23PM

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icrymyselftosleepallthetime-blog · 5 years

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Do you still feel?

I don't. All I feel is a deep, aching, emptiness. It's etched inside my very being, clawing at my insides, ripping it's way up my throat. It's numbness, but worse. No emotion, no sadness, no anger. Everything is just blank. Like a blank canvas just waiting to be filled. But what do you fill it with if you feel nothing? What do I fill my canvas with? I look around and see ribbons of color, rainbows, and neons filling everyone's canvases. Mine remains blank, sitting there, taunting me. I wonder, what is it like to feel?

#angst #depression #depressionpoems #self deprecating humor #numbness #emotions #sadness #sad

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