Confessions of My Depression

Adele W — Tue, 11 Dec 2012 14:51:21 +0000

I must confess,

That I’m depressed,

From all the stress,

That is impressed within my head,

Which makes me dread,

The dead souls that I fed,

Draining the rain from the reservoirs I’ve shed,

Leading me to walk on a thin line of thread,

I feel like I have no where to turn,

I think that all my bridges have burned,

And now all that I have yearned to earn,

From what I have learned,

Feels like it’s adjourned,

Now all my concerns,

Are making me wonder if I can return,

To the term,

When I was more firm,

I must focus on being strong,

Try my best to hold on,

And remember it won’t be too long,

That I’ll feel like I belong,

Back with the birds singing sweet SONGS!!!!!

Behind The Poem:

This was a time when I went through more than I thought I could bare, but the Lord gave me the strength to resolve the dilemas I was going through at the time. Writing this helped me feel better; getting how I felt about what I was going through on paper was a way for me to vent..

Any Feedback Welcomed

Gone

JezzicaSteel — Wed, 16 Feb 2011 01:22:50 +0000

Everything about this place,
It sucks you in and traps you,
Everything about these people,
Bend you until they snap you,
I'm going,
Don't even try to stop me,
I'm going,
I'll be famous, you'll see.

Everything about me,
Pushes people away,
Everything about them,
Makes me want to say,
I'm going,
If you just try to stop me,
I'm going,
I'm begging for a reason please.

Can't hold back what I am feeling,
I might as well say it if I'm leaving,
No reason not to if I'll lose you anyways,
No repercussions and no dues to pay,
If you feel like nothings there,
So long.
I'm going,
Going,
Gone.