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 Mar 2017 Gray Roxanne
luna love
bpd
 Mar 2017 Gray Roxanne
luna love
bpd
i am sinking
further into the darkened depths that is my mind

my heart,
my lungs,
my mind,
collapse

i try shake this illness that
holds my existence captive,
a prisoner in my own mind

i long for the days where my breaths were sighs
of relief,
of happiness

i ache for the moments where
life was not a gloomy mess.
where the sun seeped in through the window
and everything felt okay

will i ever feel whole again?
will i ever rid of this disease?
god help me find a cure
Depression isn't when you know
That everything around you
Is going wrong
and you feel sad,
Depression is when you know
That everything around you
Is going right
And you still feel you sad.
 Mar 2017 Gray Roxanne
Sierra
My wrists and thighs
Tattooed with white stripes

My mind consumed in darkness

My eyes clouded with nothingness..

My wrists and thighs stained red

My mind fading

My eyes rimmed with lack of sleep

Depression.

s.j.d
This was my first poem.  I hate to be mainstream with depression poems but this was the first one I had ever written.
You just sit all alone
Somewhere, where its still dark in the day,
Sheer silence and
Your screaming demons
Which now have become your best friends.

Darkness is now what you seek
Hoping somewhere,
it'll fill your creeks,
But daily as you sit and
not break those self created walls,
Life goes by
while you just fall and fall
 Mar 2017 Gray Roxanne
Izzy
Depression is...
Drowning but watching everyone breathe
Playing hide and go seek; never to be found
Acting; but not for a play
Depression is me losing my mind behind closed doors
Depression is digging my grave
I have become depression,
**You're next...
 Mar 2017 Gray Roxanne
Erin Halle
Chaos devours me;
let's small talk and pretend that
everything's fine.
 Mar 2017 Gray Roxanne
Bri
Insanity
 Mar 2017 Gray Roxanne
Bri
"Society is cruel to make us believe we are sane, but we all secretly know that deep inside our minds, we are all insane."
 Mar 2017 Gray Roxanne
Poetic T
Insanity
                               Is
Leaving
                                                      The
            Latch
Swigging

                                                               ­          Inside
           Your


Minds
                                                         Door.....
I am going insane.
Oh wait, I already am.
I see the demons already,
I see the floods.
At least I don't see,
crimson blood.
 Mar 2017 Gray Roxanne
Isabelle
She paints what love is
A burning red, it's her blood
And it drains her out
Love will drain you out.
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