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Depression

August 4, 2010
By thecrystalbudz PLATINUM, Cincinnati, Ohio
thecrystalbudz PLATINUM, Cincinnati, Ohio
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Depression you are my shadow
even when It's a cloudy day.
It's like I can't even write anymore,
I never know what to say.

And mt heart feels so painful,
like it's constantly being destroyed.
It takes so much energy
to do the things I once enjoyed.

Sometimes I feel like doing nothing
because I don't feel real.
My dreams kill me at night
because they express what I conceal.

I feel so trapped in this world
I'd rather fade away
than suffer with this insanity
that I'm afraid to display.

I need someone's shoulder
even if it's a single tear.
And I need someone to listen to me
but, instead they only hear.

I am singled out from everyone
who lives in this crazy world
because I hide what traps me
and my emotions cannot be unfurled.

I don't know what to do
motivation is non existent
Happiness seems so far away
that my dreams become so distant

I used to have everything,
but I was too blind to see.
I lost so much of everything
that I even lost me.


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on Aug. 29 2010 at 11:35 pm
christin.bass SILVER, Eagle River, Alaska
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you will never make it big if you dream small. youll never learn if your living in the past and youll never understand if you were to fast forward, just press play and live!

This is so beautifully raw. Your writing really touches me because i am in a dark place as well write now and it seems like i cant write anything but darkness anymore.

on Aug. 29 2010 at 5:25 pm
thecrystalbudz PLATINUM, Cincinnati, Ohio
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Thank you. All my poems are based on truth. I can only write when it's real.

on Aug. 29 2010 at 2:12 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;il piu nell&#039; uno,&quot; (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)<br /> <br /> &quot;Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality&quot; ~Emily Dickinson<br /> <br /> &quot;The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain&quot; <br /> ~Kahlil Gibran

A beautiful poem, if rather sad. It says a lot about the woes of unhappiness and the common desperation for comfort. If it is based on truth, then I'm sorry that you're going through this and I wish you well.