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"deppresion" poems
I had locked away my true thoughts and muzzled my true voice for far to long. Was it a character i desired to be? Were my words to be but a joke to break the awkward silence? When you start to be social only to lock yourself up to exist with your demons your becoming a dangerous person to yourself. My work once flowed now it sits half finished great starts stalled endings. My skills were learned from not the comic arena and i could imagine my journalist friends laughter mocking me even now. He's slipped finally lost in cheap jokes gone from anything that speak's of his true voice. The people didnt thirst to know John. for my well penned alter ego was the one they all knew and so blindly misunderstood. Old friends check in. Messages on my phone i'd sooner erase than respond to. Had I slipped in some form of insanity? Embracing dellusion to mask my failures in life? I was a writer ,A troublemaker and owner of laughs. A good time for many yet emptyness was my reallity. As from the TV screen reflected change and madness. For crazy is a close friend of chaos. I got in the game to make a mark but what was the price? A destroyed marriage a relationship heading into the very same direction. What had I become but some twisted monster and tormented soul. A sad afterthought to a sick joke. Deppresion can make us into something no mirror can truely reflect. The chamber stayed loaded the glass my curse seldom these days full. And what she wanted I could never give like sunsets red cast gold flaked embrace i was a moment. And moment's can't forever last. No child should know a madman's life. And a selfish bastard I knew was my role. Empty streets and smokey old bars were my path and what to anyone could i truley give? Pain was the fuel hours my sea to sail alone. The chamber was full but soon one would be missing. A tale cant be read untill it's finshed. We are but moments. And moments can't last forever.
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Feb 12, 2011
Feb 12, 2011 at 10:32 AM UTC
Moments
I had locked away my true thoughts and muzzled my true voice for far to long. Was it a character i desired to be? Were my words to be but a joke to break the awkward silence? When you start to be social only to lock yourself up to exist with your demons your becoming a dangerous person to yourself. My work once flowed now it sits half finished great starts stalled endings. My skills were learned from not the comic arena and i could imagine my journalist friends laughter mocking me even now. He's slipped finally lost in cheap jokes gone from anything that speak's of his true voice. The people didnt thirst to know John. for my well penned alter ego was the one they all knew and so blindly misunderstood. Old friends check in. Messages on my phone i'd sooner erase than respond to. Had I slipped in some form of insanity? Embracing dellusion to mask my failures in life? I was a writer ,A troublemaker and owner of laughs. A good time for many yet emptyness was my reallity. As from the TV screen reflected change and madness. For crazy is a close friend of chaos. I got in the game to make a mark but what was the price? A destroyed marriage a relationship heading into the very same direction. What had I become but some twisted monster and tormented soul. A sad afterthought to a sick joke. Deppresion can make us into something no mirror can truely reflect. The chamber stayed loaded the glass my curse seldom these days full. And what she wanted I could never give like sunsets red cast gold flaked embrace i was a moment. And moment's can't forever last. No child should know a madman's life. And a selfish bastard I knew was my role. Empty streets and smokey old bars were my path and what to anyone could i truley give? Pain was the fuel hours my sea to sail alone. The chamber was full but soon one would be missing. A tale cant be read untill it's finshed. We are but moments. And moments can't last forever.
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Love comes with hapiness,   But Hate comes with deppresion & sad, Love is a symbol of truth,  But Hate is a symbol of evil, Love means union of two hearts,  But Hate means fraction of two hearts, Love makes the good from bad guys,  But Hate makes the bad from good guys, Love is a something that teaches people to live of life,  But Hate is a something that teaches people to weep in life, Love is from heart,   But Hate is from mind, Love indicates the behavior of any person,   But Hate indicates cruelty of any person,           At  last Love is life, But Hate is dead,
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Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 7:52 AM UTC
LOVE V/S HATE
Sitting at home writing writing WRITING and the words dont flow I sit while this muse doesn’t show. I want to be unique I want to be original. make this poem biblical. I think in iambic. And still the sirens in my skull stay silent of their sweet symphonies. Trying to use figurative language, Like a new born baby trying to use its new legs. Putting my brain under an incubater, Trying to force hatch ideas like eggs Sitting in my room listening to slam about to slam my head on the ground bam bam bam! Maybe write about corrupt uncle sam? Try to be a shooting star and break the mold But mold is gross So I stay inside and remain quiet And pretend that one day my slam might start a riot Could I start a rebellion And while fighting deppresion, Could fight this opression, of not being able to write this poem.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC
My Untitled Poem
it's been a while since i last wrote something. it's been a while since i last felt anything. NOW I AM FEELING EVERY SINGLE EMOTION I HAVE EVER KEPT BOTTLED UP INSIDE ME ALL AT THE SAME TIME & IT'S TEARING ME UP ALL I WANT TO DO IS SIT IN THE DARKEST CORNER RESEMBLING MY EMPTINESS & THE DARK DAYS & CRY MY EYES ALL OUT. it's been a while since anyone asked me how i was feeling. it's been a while since i last said "i'm fine," not because i actually felt fine, but because i was used to say "i'm fine" just to avoid having to explain myself even though nobody wouldn't understand. i don't really know how much time has it been since anyone asked me how i was feeling, because they think of me as an emotionless person, BUT RIGHT NOW ALL I NEED IS SOMEONE TO ASK ME HOW AM I FEELING SO I COULD EXPLAIN MYSELF EVEN THOUGH THEY WON'T UNDERSTAND BECAUSE I DON'T NEED THEM TO UNDERSTAND I JUST WANT TO LET EVERYTHING OUT BECAUSE IT'S EATING MY SOUL WELL NOT MY SOUL BECAUSE IT WAS EATEN LONG AGO BEFORE I COULD EVEN REMEMBER I COULD FEEL ANYTHING AT ALL I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO HOLD ME & ASK ME HOW AM I FEELING & LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY BUT NOBODY EVER DOES BECAUSE THEY THINK OF ME AS AN EMOTIONLESS PERSON THEY THINK I'M JUST LIVING LIFE TO THE FULLEST JUST BECAUSE THEY SEE A SMILE ON MY FACE BUT WHAT THEY DON'T SEE IS THAT MY SMILE IS SHATTERED I AM BROKEN INSIDE & I CAN'T FIX MYSELF NOBODY CAN FIX ME I CAN'T FIX WHAT I AM MADE OF I CAN'T FIX THE ONLY THING I HAVE EVER KNOWN & I DON'T NEED TO FIX IT I JUST NEED SOMEONE TO LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY & TELL ME EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OKAY EVEN THOUGH I KNOW NOTHING WILL EVER BE OKAY BECAUSE NOTHING EVER GOES OKAY I AM SHATTERED I AM BROKEN THIS IS WHO I AM DON'T FIX ME JUST LISTEN TO ME. it's been a while since someone hugged me. it's been a while since i last felt someone else's touch. it's been a while since i last let someone hug me. it's been a while since i last let someone touch me. it's been a while since i last let someone get close enough to even whisper my name. it's been a while since i last let someone BECAUSE THAT MEANS THEY GET TO HUG ME & TOUCH ME & WHISPER MY NAME & GET CLOSE & THE ONLY THING I HAVE EVER LET HUG ME OR FEEL ME OR TOUCH ME OR WHISPER MY NAME OR GET CLOSE ENOUGH IS MY DEPRESSION & EVERYTIME MY DEPRESSION COMES AROUND I FEEL UNWANTEDLY TOUCH I FEEL MY DEPRESSION HUGGING ME BACK TO MY BED KEEPING ME THERE WHISPERING MY NAME EVERYTIME MY DEPRESSION COMES AROUND I LET IT CLOSE ENOUGH I CAN FEEL THE SOUL INSIDE OF ME DYING OVER & OVER AGAIN & I CAN LISTEN TO THE VOICES IN MY HEAD WHISPERING MY NAME SINGING LULLABIES TELLING ME I'LL BE OKAY IF I STAY IN BED BUT WE ALL KNOW STAYING IN BED WILL ONLY MAKE IT WORSE BECAUSE I WILL DETERIORATE MYSELF BUT THAT'S NOT IMPORTANT BECAUSE DEPRESSION KEEPS ME IN MY BED & IT KEEPS ME COMPANY IT MAKES ME FEEL SOMETHING IT TELLS ME EVERYTHING'S GOING TO BE OKAY IT TELLS ME EVERYTHING I NEED TO HEAR EVEN THOUGH I KNOW IS NOT TRUE MY DEPPRESION IS THE ONLY THING ASKING ME HOW I FEEL WHEN IN REALITY IT'S THE ONE KILLING ME BUT I RATHER DIE SAYING HOW I FEEL THAN NOT SAYING OR FEELING ANYTHING AT ALL I AM SO FULL OF EMOTIONS RIGHT NOW & ALL I WANT TO DO IS SING LULLABIES WITH THE SOUND OF MY CRY & LET THE TEARS TOUCH MY SKIN I WANT TO FEEL OKAY FOR A WHILE BECAUSE I KNOW THE EMPTINESS WILL COME BACK TO ME BECAUSE IT ALWAYS DOES BUT I RATHER DIE WITH COMPANY THAN DIE BY MYSELF & UNHEARD.
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 10:09 PM UTC
what is this feeling
it's been a while since i last wrote something. it's been a while since i last felt anything. NOW I AM FEELING EVERY SINGLE EMOTION I HAVE EVER KEPT BOTTLED UP INSIDE ME ALL AT THE SAME TIME & IT'S TEARING ME UP ALL I WANT TO DO IS SIT IN THE DARKEST CORNER RESEMBLING MY EMPTINESS & THE DARK DAYS & CRY MY EYES ALL OUT. it's been a while since anyone asked me how i was feeling. it's been a while since i last said "i'm fine," not because i actually felt fine, but because i was used to say "i'm fine" just to avoid having to explain myself even though nobody wouldn't understand. i don't really know how much time has it been since anyone asked me how i was feeling, because they think of me as an emotionless person, BUT RIGHT NOW ALL I NEED IS SOMEONE TO ASK ME HOW AM I FEELING SO I COULD EXPLAIN MYSELF EVEN THOUGH THEY WON'T UNDERSTAND BECAUSE I DON'T NEED THEM TO UNDERSTAND I JUST WANT TO LET EVERYTHING OUT BECAUSE IT'S EATING MY SOUL WELL NOT MY SOUL BECAUSE IT WAS EATEN LONG AGO BEFORE I COULD EVEN REMEMBER I COULD FEEL ANYTHING AT ALL I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO HOLD ME & ASK ME HOW AM I FEELING & LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY BUT NOBODY EVER DOES BECAUSE THEY THINK OF ME AS AN EMOTIONLESS PERSON THEY THINK I'M JUST LIVING LIFE TO THE FULLEST JUST BECAUSE THEY SEE A SMILE ON MY FACE BUT WHAT THEY DON'T SEE IS THAT MY SMILE IS SHATTERED I AM BROKEN INSIDE & I CAN'T FIX MYSELF NOBODY CAN FIX ME I CAN'T FIX WHAT I AM MADE OF I CAN'T FIX THE ONLY THING I HAVE EVER KNOWN & I DON'T NEED TO FIX IT I JUST NEED SOMEONE TO LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY & TELL ME EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OKAY EVEN THOUGH I KNOW NOTHING WILL EVER BE OKAY BECAUSE NOTHING EVER GOES OKAY I AM SHATTERED I AM BROKEN THIS IS WHO I AM DON'T FIX ME JUST LISTEN TO ME. it's been a while since someone hugged me. it's been a while since i last felt someone else's touch. it's been a while since i last let someone hug me. it's been a while since i last let someone touch me. it's been a while since i last let someone get close enough to even whisper my name. it's been a while since i last let someone BECAUSE THAT MEANS THEY GET TO HUG ME & TOUCH ME & WHISPER MY NAME & GET CLOSE & THE ONLY THING I HAVE EVER LET HUG ME OR FEEL ME OR TOUCH ME OR WHISPER MY NAME OR GET CLOSE ENOUGH IS MY DEPRESSION & EVERYTIME MY DEPRESSION COMES AROUND I FEEL UNWANTEDLY TOUCH I FEEL MY DEPRESSION HUGGING ME BACK TO MY BED KEEPING ME THERE WHISPERING MY NAME EVERYTIME MY DEPRESSION COMES AROUND I LET IT CLOSE ENOUGH I CAN FEEL THE SOUL INSIDE OF ME DYING OVER & OVER AGAIN & I CAN LISTEN TO THE VOICES IN MY HEAD WHISPERING MY NAME SINGING LULLABIES TELLING ME I'LL BE OKAY IF I STAY IN BED BUT WE ALL KNOW STAYING IN BED WILL ONLY MAKE IT WORSE BECAUSE I WILL DETERIORATE MYSELF BUT THAT'S NOT IMPORTANT BECAUSE DEPRESSION KEEPS ME IN MY BED & IT KEEPS ME COMPANY IT MAKES ME FEEL SOMETHING IT TELLS ME EVERYTHING'S GOING TO BE OKAY IT TELLS ME EVERYTHING I NEED TO HEAR EVEN THOUGH I KNOW IS NOT TRUE MY DEPPRESION IS THE ONLY THING ASKING ME HOW I FEEL WHEN IN REALITY IT'S THE ONE KILLING ME BUT I RATHER DIE SAYING HOW I FEEL THAN NOT SAYING OR FEELING ANYTHING AT ALL I AM SO FULL OF EMOTIONS RIGHT NOW & ALL I WANT TO DO IS SING LULLABIES WITH THE SOUND OF MY CRY & LET THE TEARS TOUCH MY SKIN I WANT TO FEEL OKAY FOR A WHILE BECAUSE I KNOW THE EMPTINESS WILL COME BACK TO ME BECAUSE IT ALWAYS DOES BUT I RATHER DIE WITH COMPANY THAN DIE BY MYSELF & UNHEARD.
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My true friend who never leaves my side. Follow me true because we've grown accustomed. Cause only your embrace lets me feel so much. I find solace it what hurts me so The sorrow engulfs me when no one is looking Pulls me down to the lowest of the low A depth of deppresion most dare not go And the likes of which most dont even know But i love it when it swallows me Let it consume me whole Let it take my mind where i thought not to go I FEEL, therefore IAM I can ACKNOWLEDGE my growth I need this feeling.. ..It feeds my soul
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Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 11:01 PM UTC
Quantum Solace
one girl ask me how i did to get out the deppresion and i told her: first u take your silks and climb it every day you leave your troubles in the floor and you see this way you climb with less weight.. the air cleans your soul, the air cleans your mind.
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Oct 27, 2019
Oct 27, 2019 at 5:02 AM UTC
aerial silks love
• BUILT YOUR HEART STONGEST AT ANY HOW..OTHERWISE IT's EASY TO BE THE PREY BY ANYONE's HEART (still my heart is the weakest one):) •DONT BE EQUAL WITH EVERY ONE.. JUST THINK TWICE WHAT THEY ACTUALLY DESERVE THEN MAKE YOUR FOOTSTEP!! (Be aware) •MAINTAINING YOUR PRIVACY IS IMPORTANT IN EVERONE's PATH OF LIFE.. •MAKE YOUR STUDY AS ONE OF THE PRIORTY COZ U SHOULD KNOW THAT WHEN YOUR DEARIES WILL LEFT YOU ONE OR THE OTHER DAY..THESE KNOWLEDGE WILL BE THE ONLY WAY ON THAT TIME! •DON'T BE CONCERNED ABOUT ANYONE TOO MUCH..JUST BELIEVE IN THE POWER OF GOD AND GO ON.. •CONTROL YOUR TEARS AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE TO HARDEN YOUR HEART.. •BE ENGAGE YOURSELF EVERY TIME SO THAT YOU NEVER HAVE TO FEEL WHAT DEPPRESION IS?.. •WHATEVER YOU THINK WILL BE PLEASURE FOR YOUR LIFE DO THAT..AND WHAT YOU THINK RIGHT DO THAT DONT MAKE YOUR BUDDIES WRONG AS YOUR WRONG! •DARE TO THINK YOURSELF AS USELESS.. YOU ARE THE BEST & YOU CAN DO ALL THE WORK WHICH YOU ARE THINKING IMPOSSIBLE.. • ALWAYS MAKE YOURSELF HUNGRY TO GAIN KNOWLEDGE! •AND MY MOST IMPORTANT LESSON TILL TODAY IS:BE LIKE THE INNOCENT ANIMALS. AS THEY USE OTHER ANIMALS AS FOOD.. HAVE YOU EVER SEEN TO HIDE THEM THIS MATTER? NO OFCOURSE NO... WHEREAS WE SHOW THAT WE HAVE NICE &FRIENDLY RELATIONSHIP BUT THE REALITY IS ABSOLUTELY OPPOSITE &DISGUSTING.... BEING LIKE ANIMALS IN THIS CASE WILL BE WAY TOO FRUITFUL FOR US!!
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 9:29 AM UTC
What life taught me till today?