melancholia

Gray skies hang heavy, 

A weight on my soul. 

Each day a struggle, To find a purpose whole.

The world fades to shadows, Colors lose their light. 

Joy feels like a stranger, in the endless night.

Thoughts race and tangle, 

A relentless tide. Drowning in darkness,

 Where hope cannot abide.

The weight of the world, Presses on my chest. 

Each breath a battle, For a moment of rest.

But I keep on fighting, 

Though weary and worn. 

Seeking a glimmer of hope, 

Till a brighter day is born.

Reviews

[Dave W.]

Depression makes like a vacuum, thankfully the feelings don't last. I really liked this poem, I have visited this place before, thank you for sharing.

[Twilight]

That's certainly a sad write, ✍️ and I know that you explore different themes; as I do. I wonder if anything in your life, inspired this; particularly? It's in one long flow rather than separate verses, which seems appropriate here. It captures well, how daily life can turn into a soulless drag, devoid of any pleasures; when someone is feeling overwhelmed with melancholia. At least, it ends on a bright note; with those last two lines. I'm pleased that you don't just paint an endlessly rosy picture of life and the world, unlike some of those who post on here. Your "read requests" will continue to be welcome, and keep on writing..!

[Antifranticbabydoll]

I pulled from past feelings of depression, though I’m not currently living in those feelings I can retract them for inspiration, for pieces like this.

[Twilight]

I guessed that might be so.

[Hallow]

I enjoyed the sadness in the beginning. Very familiar, and bleak. What's nice about your piece is that at the end it shows there is always a sun behind the clouds. Great work

[Antifranticbabydoll]

Thank you 😊

[Betty Hermelee]

A melancholic piece, but there is hope...gray skies tend to make us low, and the sunshine tends to brighten us up....I empathize as some days are a struggle...don't want to get out of bed....nothing seems to make us smile....there will be brighter days ahead....that's what we have to look forward to.....
Warmly, B

[Antifranticbabydoll]

Thank you 🙏🏼

[Betty Hermelee]

your are very welcome!🌷
Warmly, B

[LisaCarol]

To write and share our vulnerabilities heals the soul.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i was in the mood of a sad poem today, and this hit the spot. the feeling of 'what is this all for?' is something that i have struggled with for many years. and though i don't want to relive them, i felt like i have a grown as a result of those days in confusion. i also appreciate the glimmer of hope at the end. a cloudy day, external or internal, is a sign to rest but not to surrender.

[Antifranticbabydoll]

Thank you for the review 🩶

[Jeyanthi]

Is it not intentional I just hope...
It's just from everything reader's point of viewed at what's with writer.. that's why said...

I can relate to it... sad ... no willing..
(Hey, but as tides are relentless we get along with wavelength and swim back ah if boat and row back to standpoint... don't wait for sun but there are always moon and stars can guide you...)

Lovely write...
Keep writing

[Antifranticbabydoll]

Thank you!