The depression within me.

The depression within me.

A Poem by Gabby The GAB
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One should not take depression lightly. What if depressed people were thinking like this? People, try to talk to people showing signs of depression. It''s sad, really.

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Hi I'm nobody, nice to meet you.
No one seemed to be interested in me, I hope you'll ignore me too.
I was once so positive about people, hoping that,
someone out there is interested in me but I was nobody, what was I expecting?
Even if I was tired, I tried to talk to people about things, hoping that, I'd connect to them somehow.
To know them or to try to let them know about me was my thing but
when I started talking about me, the topic is off and then again I was nobody.
I'd hate to see myself so low for I am already used to it.
I sometimes see myself sinking in the bottom of the ocean trying to swim up in the surface but what could I do?
I am so weak and I am nobody. Things are getting way out of hand, yet again I am very deep.
I am almost out of options, I never tried crying, what can that do? I still think it's the most useless option out there.
My faith is what kept me going, without it, I am but just a void.
Have you ever felt like this? Is this normal? I know that I'm running out of time,
atleast let me enjoy my remaining years. Be with me and please don't pretend,
I've had enough of those in my everyday life. I had pretended more than one can imagine.
I can't remember myself feeling the 'joy' people felt, is this because I am nobody?
I'd also hate to see myself go without achieving anything but at the very least,
I have made memories for myself. You being happy is an achievement for me,
I am nobody and nothing more but I still made people Happy, what a life I had.
A life wasted for a nobody like me. Tough times were to end it there or to keep pretending on.
Pretending on was better so here I am now.
Things are yet to end, but I know for the fact that I am running out of time, so be it this way or another.
Someone out there is more deserving to live than me pretending to be somebody else.
I know that my lifespan is small, my body is not healthy anymore.
My dream was long gone, what's more to pursue? I woke up and see myself very amusing.
I am funny in a way that I find myself useless.
I was called names from the people who made my name.
I am but a beggar in the world of amusement, not even an entertainment.
To end, I am still wondering, to end or to keep on pretending?
I am nobody and I am sad.

© 2019 Gabby The GAB


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