Depression Poem by Cecilia Riley

Depression

Rating: 4.8


Depression is a trap
With no escape
Depression is the cuts I made
Depression is the voice in my head
Where the voice is my own
Depression is the pain
That never really goes away
Depression is sadness
That drag us down.
But what I learned is
Depression has escapes
Depression can’t create the cuts
Depression is a voice disguised as my own
Depression is a pain that can go away
Depression is sadness but we can’t let it drag us down.

Monday, March 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Depression
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adeline Foster 07 April 2014

I also like your poem, I can see that it was born from seas of pain, the pain that young people must go through before they settle into life. I do hope that you do not do anything that will regret. Read mine – Despair – Adeline

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Reina Seal 07 April 2014

I like your poem. I understand it. I know that I am the weapon of my own destruction. The only way to be happy is if I let go of my pass. Its hard even when you get better and it all crashes down again but much more worse.

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