Depressed Anger

just a poor write about depression circa 98'

Why did I let this happen???

 

"I use to not be this Way".

 

"I let these things get in control of me"...

 

 

 

 

I can't help it.

The voices I hear them mostly...

Likely I listen.

There their in my head.

They eat at me...

Making my head hurt...

I think to much...

I need an escape...

I need to DIE!!!

 

 

"Please anyone claim my life.

As you wish.

 End this Misery...

Please...

 

Another day I'm still here.

Wishing I wasn't.

I'm losing it all in the end.

Day by day.

Nothing means anything anymore.

What else is there.

It' all bullshit!!!

You know this as much as I know this!!!

It's not fair.

I did all the work.

I still lost in the end...

Nothing ever counted...

I worked hard at it.

Yet your still not here.

Reviews

[Blade & Blood (The ..]

This is the most powerful and emotional poem I've ever read on your profile. The narrator sure as hell sounds like he's in pain and is in a desperate desire to get the hell OUT! All sorts of emotions are littered throughout this piece: confusion, anger, depression, (I think) lovesickness, and even shame. You've really got me thinking on this one....

Ironically Yours.

[The]

Like I mentioned on another one of your poems, I think your poems are general enough that people can imagine your general pain, and maybe even picture themselves in this mood in their own scenarios.

For example: "I can't help it.

The voices I hear them mostly...

Likely I listen.

There their in my head.

They eat at me...

Making my head hurt...

I think to much...

I need an escape...

I need to DIE!!!





"Please anyone claim my life.

As you wish.

End this Misery...

Please..."

Perhaps some of your readers will relate to this, which can form a connection with them.

At the same time, although I'm able perhaps to understand what the speaker is feeling on a cognitive level, I don't feel what is happening on an emotional level. It appears like I am witnessing something happen emotionally, but the way this is presented, I'm not able to experience that myself on a personal level.