depression

depression

A Poem by sette

The day depression took over

Was the unforgettable time in my life.

You broke me piece by piece,

I feel I was a shattered porcelain doll.

I can’t eat, I can’t sleep,

I can’t talk to anybody else,

not even my family or friends.

They were against at the relationship,

It was like You and Me against the world.

For seven days,

I was like a ghost.

I couldn’t cope with reality.

How many times did Suicide entered

my mind?

That I can’t count.

One day, I visited of my own accord,

a shrink.

She put me in antidepressants,

and gave me tranquilizers to be able to sleep.

For the week after that,

I did follow the order.

One morning,

I look at the bedside mirror,

saw a frightening image of myself.

Wallowing in pity and hopelessness,

I couldn’t take it anymore,

You will not put a good person down.

I donned my Sunday’s best.

Went to the church and pray.

Later that evening, joined my family for dinner.

Had a good night sleep.


© 2018 sette


Author's Note

sette
it happened many years ago

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I fee the words and depression can be a troubling voice screaming inside ones mind. So happy to know it happen a few years ago, nice write

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

thanks for the kind words my friend, yes it happened many years ago. and l learned a lot from that.
Weeping willow

6 Years Ago

Then that's why you went through it, as you learned many things ;-]
sette

6 Years Ago

totally true
It's such an excruciating state,I hope you are fine now. Nothing can be said about the agony one goes through,it's only the sufferer knows what s/he has lived and endured. I'm really happy you put that into words and shared with us. beautiful work!

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

i am ok and thanks for asking. and i do wish this poem can be an eye opener for those suffering from.. read more
Deep

6 Years Ago

Yes, it did that job. Sometimes, its through writing one get the actual idea that they are suffering.. read more
A poignant slice of self disclosure we have here...Am so glad you pulled through, if indeed this is a reflective account of events... For what its worth & for some, it will be priceless, on average, providing the depressed individual does not kill themself, or die as a result of some accident or illness, over two thirds of people spontaneously recover from depression without any intervention whatsoever.....Just sayin...All Good Things & Go Well my friend.....Neville

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

it still starts with oneself, the intention to fight and hang in there is what counts. thanks for th.. read more
Neville

6 Years Ago

no worries' eh, my pleasure....
I really want to help people with depression, at least make them feel like they aren't alone despite the fact that they already know about it and I'm really proud of those people who are strong enough to overcome it. Congrats! Love this poem :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

continue to do that, a lot of people need help dealing with it
aww, hurts so much to read this. i am happy it is in the past (hug)

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

thanks for the hugs it happened a long time ago i was stupid then
Yes the strength of the Lord will heal a person's soul... It is a good thing to have found this strength and to be healing from depression... Nice write, Thank you for sharing

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

no problem so that it can help others as well
The message here seems pretty simple. Depression ignores happiness. It puts you in a state of misery on a tightrope with no safety net. And the only answers doctors and physicians can give is pills.

Simple prayers can go a long way.

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

that is so true, it is what healed me
Mmm it requires a strong soul to over come these...and in struggles we find strength to go on....

Hugs... it's good to be always reminded that we are beautiful souls...n a gift of divine creation... a part of the ultimate bliss... so we should learn to value our life... and help those who need our help...I guess that way we can help us also... :)
Thank you for sharing this with us... I do feel the blues creep up on me too...then some days I drown...some days I fight...some days I just smile...as I know that will also pass... :)
Sending you lots of hugs and luv..

Posted 6 Years Ago


sette

6 Years Ago

totally true
Charlotte

6 Years Ago

this is amazing
Deana Marie

6 Years Ago

I understand

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