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Depths Of Depression



Don't accept the things you can not change, Dont tell yourself your living when your merely/barely breathing, No more cliches that its gonna get better or everything will be alright, none of this is true... Religion can give false hopes & promises, you start to think is all of life a lie... as your goals hopes & dreams dissapates, you feel lifes energy vanishing, burning into ash flying aimlessly in the wind, hopelessness becomes you and your once bright light begins to dim & eventually turns into darkness nothingness, empty like an abyss, no more sounds of chimes & birds chirping their good morning im awake tune, the sky once blue is black, the rainbows have begun to fade, and all of life's beauties no longer cradles you with joy, parties you no longer partake in, celebrations of occasions become dismissive, in this vastness of pain you desire isolation where anger and bitterness reside, you injest digesting and excreting hate for this current mental place, engulfed in unmanifestations of incessant praise, prayer and petitions to God "Almighty," in my confusion/dissollusion becomes a resolution, So now you doctor wounds with salt, as to cut off your nose to spite your face, hold on to anger all while agonizing all while shrinking, can someone save us from drowning sinking.
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Submitted by JhainDoh on January 22, 2021

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Death is sad but I want to explore the beauty in death. I am most free when I write so I will write ugly beautiful truths. I hope to inspire teach and motivate through poetry. The Poetry Form is my Coinage known as Unorthodox Rhythmic which is a melodic form of writing. Currently I am a Song Writer also on Reverberation. Writing is my world andI write Advertisments/Commercials/& Comedy. Skies the limit and beyond write what you like. more…

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  • Symmetry58
    Many of us have walked this line at some point, self included. In fact, I have more than one poem written about depression - some written about my battles and others about friends and family who have suffered the walk. This brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for sharing the beauty of (your?) pain. You are appreciated J-Doh. -- Steve D. 
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