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Anthony Perry Nov 2018
Depression is a kind of home for me. Winter is the season I come home.
©anthonyasylum
I've been sitting on this for a couple years now because I don't like writing short/phrasing poems especially because it's just not my style. I couldn't fit it into any poem or create anything around it and with December coming soon, I figured I might as well post it as it is.
Eryn Stone Feb 2018
Verse 1

Passion is lost
I can’t feel a thing
What is this pain that you bring

Pre Chorus

Ice floods my veins
I can’t seem to think
Pain is what I’ve become

Chorus

Bright light shining in the dark
Will you warm this cold hard heart
Darkness floods my very being
I can’t feel a single thing

Verse 2

Guide me from my wicked ways
Show me there are brighter days
Save me from the voices inside

Pre Chorus

Ice floods my veins
I can’t seem to think
Pain is what I’ve become

Chorus

Bright light shining in the dark
Will you warm this cold hard heart
Darkness floods my very being
I can’t feel a single thing
Verse 3 (Rap)

I’m sitting here
Cold and alone
Waiting for someone
To take me home
I can’t contain
The demons inside my head
I don’t know why
You think we should be wed
You raise me up
As I’m crashing down
When you’re with me
You shouldn’t make a sound

Chorus

Bright light shining in the dark
Will you warm this cold hard heart
Darkness floods my very being
I still can’t feel a single thing

Bridge

Break open my heart
Fill me with light
Please just tell me
Everything’ll be right

Alternate Chorus

Bright light shining in the dark
Thank you for warming this cold hard heart
Your light floods my very being
Now I feel you every time I sing
Lavina Akari May 2016
death is my mortal enemy,
for he takes all that i love and leaves me all alone.
but today he is my best friend,
for he is taking me, too
i welcome him.
Devin Lawrence Sep 2016
I am with you wherever you go. I
cannot be seen by anyone but you. I am
only around when you are weak - I am
the reason you must be strong. I am
familiar to those around you. I am uninvited,
but I have the key.
I come to life as the light is siphoned from your eyes. I am
anti-social and I hide away. I am
selfish - I want you to myself. I am
bleak when you have hope, I am
the reality piercing through your fantasy. I am
that bitter taste of regret as you swallow your pride. I am
the refilled prescription, I am
the angst against filling it. I am
the quiet in an open crowd. I am
the noise in your seclusion. I am
everything that you see no matter how far you go to escape.
I am your hopes and dreams - in the open for everyone to witness -
bursting into flames,
and you're forced to sit and watch.
I am the presence behind you waiting for you to fall.
No matter where you are,
I am with you wherever you go.
Phia Aug 2016
That sad moment
When a song bird
Loses her voice.
I love to sing. But lately I've had no desire to.
The leaves they're flying instead of falling
I guess this is the part that's beautiful
The somewhere in between
Perhaps falling isn't
The ******* worst
I am getting frustrated
at the sight of all these sick people
running around and blowing
their nose with nothing but the air
these women behind the desk
they don’t really seem to care
they just nod their head -
forget to take the insurance card
they tell you to sit
patiently
well how am I supposed to wait behind
these people without giving a ****
if I’m late or if I’ll be on time
that’s all I can really think
when I stare at this sick girl
I do care you see
but I work for a company
one that is a corporation and
I truly feel disposable
like the generic paper towels
that won’t absorb anything
I’m just one of many -
not making the company anymore money
while I sit and wait
behind all these sick people
when all I need is five minutes of your time
to stick a needle in my arm to
tell me that I’m not overdosing.
Jan Harak Jan 2015
How I wish
for you to go
away now
into nothingness
back into darkness
where is the light?

Nothing!
I am blind and deaf and
I die!
What is left inside me,
if you take away the heart?

Sleepless,
mumbling your name
all night in my cries.
I wish I could say you good bye.

Bloodless,
as I see it drop on the floor,
take it all, I need it no more.

Meaningless,
you come and go as you want.

I like my knife sharp, you have won.
After 10 years still alive and kicking, but depression is a *****.

— The End —