PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Depression


She stands there Staring at the mirror Multiple thoughts race through her head The voices tell at her They put her down She starts to cry She looks in the mirror She can't recognize this person Staring back at her If it is indeed a person She lets out a sob The tears race Down her face She tastes Their saltiness In her mouth She begs for help From up above She drops to her knees Unable to stand The reflection in the mirror She finally hit it The breaking point She curls up in a ball on the floor She finally passed out She awakes wondering how long She was there She slowly gains strength to stand Only to fall again She tries about three to four more times She finally gives up When she finally gained enough Strength to stand again She looks in the mirror again That same unfamiliar Thing stares back at her She hurries Out of the bathroom After that She goes to bed She has a nightmare That thing is standing In front of her It reached out it's hand Grabbing for her She starts to run It finally catches her It grasps at her wrist first Then slowly absorbs itself into her She can feel it It makes her feel numb Like someone has injected Novicain into her whole body She tries to move But is paralyzed She tries to scream Nothing escapes She just feels it Slowly taking over her body It hits her heart It feels like a thousand knives Being stabbed into her She collapses due to the pain As she hits the ground she awakes She looks at her clock Time to get up She slowly gets out of bed Goes into the bathroom Looks into the mirror and lets out a choked cry She sees staring back at her The thing She feels that same numb feeling She felt during the dream She realizes what that figure was It was depression She feared it would come back one day It has hit her hard She looks at the mirror again This time she sees herself But with something different about her She realizes Her eyes didn't have that glimmer they used to They looked hollow Her smile turned into a frown Her natural beauty she used to see Disappeared without a trace She saw a dark aura around herself She felt lost She felt hopeless Her voices returned Stronger now than ever before
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.

988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.

Beautifulmess96

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

Comments are closed for this poem.