Depression
What is this feeling that is taking me over
I have so much that makes me happy
But I still sit here depressed
Depressed cause I don’t have my love
As he sits there on the other side
So far from me, why am I depressed
Even if it had nothing to do with him
Even if I never knew who he was
As I sit here with this feeling
I can’t tell you why, for I have no clue
So many people have depression
So many people are depressed
Some of us sit here with no clue
No clue why we have this feeling
As this feeling sets deep inside us
Just eating us away, we hold onto happiness
But at times it just eats what we hold
Why does there have to be depression
Is there not enough wrong already
Do we not feel enough pain and hurt
Do we not lose loved ones and cry
Yes, now here comes depression
Some people are strong to deal with it
Some people rather take a hold of it
But yet some of us just can’t deal
For this feeling, is not a disease
But this feeling kills so many
For those of us that can’t get over
We rather end the pain and sadness
Why should this feeling be death to many
As I sit here wondering what is wrong with me
I am young; I have so much to live for
I just want to escape, far from this feeling
I want to leave my body behind
Leave all those feelings I know to well
Will this be the end of me yet
I live everyday afraid to feel, to open up
For those of us that open up
We are able to release the pain inside
But for those who are trapped in our emotions
We rather just die, no more life, no more pain
But we will survive, we will be strong
For there is more to live for then we know
We can’t give up now, not ever
But we will give up, to end it all
To stop this pain, pain we know all so well
If I were to end it now, would I be missed
Would people love me just the same
Or will they see that I was weak
Or see me as just another case
For now I lay six feet under
Feeling nothing at all, no pain, no sadness
Am I missed, am I loved, did they forget me
No more pain no more depression
I am free from all of my feelings
But I am alive, breathing, taking a hold of life
The reason I won’t give up on myself, on life itself
MY SON, he keeps me fighting, keeps me alive
I have so much that makes me happy
But I still sit here depressed
Depressed cause I don’t have my love
As he sits there on the other side
So far from me, why am I depressed
Even if it had nothing to do with him
Even if I never knew who he was
As I sit here with this feeling
I can’t tell you why, for I have no clue
So many people have depression
So many people are depressed
Some of us sit here with no clue
No clue why we have this feeling
As this feeling sets deep inside us
Just eating us away, we hold onto happiness
But at times it just eats what we hold
Why does there have to be depression
Is there not enough wrong already
Do we not feel enough pain and hurt
Do we not lose loved ones and cry
Yes, now here comes depression
Some people are strong to deal with it
Some people rather take a hold of it
But yet some of us just can’t deal
For this feeling, is not a disease
But this feeling kills so many
For those of us that can’t get over
We rather end the pain and sadness
Why should this feeling be death to many
As I sit here wondering what is wrong with me
I am young; I have so much to live for
I just want to escape, far from this feeling
I want to leave my body behind
Leave all those feelings I know to well
Will this be the end of me yet
I live everyday afraid to feel, to open up
For those of us that open up
We are able to release the pain inside
But for those who are trapped in our emotions
We rather just die, no more life, no more pain
But we will survive, we will be strong
For there is more to live for then we know
We can’t give up now, not ever
But we will give up, to end it all
To stop this pain, pain we know all so well
If I were to end it now, would I be missed
Would people love me just the same
Or will they see that I was weak
Or see me as just another case
For now I lay six feet under
Feeling nothing at all, no pain, no sadness
Am I missed, am I loved, did they forget me
No more pain no more depression
I am free from all of my feelings
But I am alive, breathing, taking a hold of life
The reason I won’t give up on myself, on life itself
MY SON, he keeps me fighting, keeps me alive
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