Wallowing

I can't tell if I'm depressed or tired. I f*****g hate it when I get this way.

Why is that there's only one solution,

to this depression?

I sit and I b***h,

wallowing in my own self pity.

Acompanied by my own self loathing.

 

Up to my eye-balls in billowing lathargic "emotion."

If you can even call it that.

Do I even have a reason for this?

Why do I enjoy envoloping myself in such depression?

 

Sitting in my room,

empty of anything that truly matters,

torpidity surrounding my every word.

No anger, just haplessness,

no hate, just lovelessness.

 

Everytime I try,

I always pull the ones uniterested

in me.

Everytime I look,

I find no one that cares,

or believes,

in me.

 

Spiraling down,

as I write these last few words,

the thought comes crashing to me.

Maybe I'm just hopeless,

wallowing in my own self pity.

Reviews

[♥ Courtney &hear..]

I ejoyed this one, probably because I've been there. Ive totally sat up in my room and just bitched in some random poems about how upset I was feeling for no good reason. ( not saying you dont have a good reason) I liked it because it wasnt traditional rhyming poetry, which is suprising for me because I really love poems that rhyme. No, this piece couldnt be rhymed because that would almost be like containing it and this was one of those pieces that was free flowing and full of emotion. To try and rhyme it and keep it clean cut wouldnt have done the poem justice. It had something to say, and it was said perfectly. I really enjoyed it.
:-D

[Celtic Cat]

Oh I can relate to this piece!! Depression takes on it's own momentum and we get stuck in it. Cognitive therapy is pretty good. I've found that although it's usually very tough to DO anything when you're depressed, that is the best cure for it. Just do something. Anything. Cut your nails, sweep a floor, rearrange the contents of a drawer, go for a walk. The mind can only entertain one thought at a time....and our thoughts directly determine our feelings. I say all this like I can easily get myself out from down in it, but that's not usually the case. Even I don't care about getting out when I'm in it....the negativity is quite the force to be reckoned with. This piece sort of sounds like a cry for help, which I'm a little late for being months behind in my in bin...but I hope you are feeling better.

As for the writing it was perfectly clear, blunt and essential. The best thing to do is write it down, I find that helps to ease the pressure of it all...I hope this works for you as well. Good piece, keep letting it out until there's nothing left to come out.

lethargic emotion - nice.

Well imparted message. Readers can relate on being in that state.

Good use of words, good form, well imparted message.

A good piece

[John Stussy]

i like this one, mostly because of how un-cliche it is. most write about being down, feeling like crap, and keep to it. you inserted a couple key questions in there, which really helped make this piece a little fresher than the stale depressives. i can understand why you wrote when you felt this way, it's a common thing for writers to do. try to get away from the negative stuff though as well. if you stick with one genre too much, you get redundant, and you have some potential with this style. keep with it man.

[Wolfwind Words]

You hear a knock at the door.... You answer the door..."Huh?!" You exclaime as a hoard of demons come prancing in, wearing party hats; shoving a margarita in your hand. They bring a live band; that plays great oldies from springsteen and Heuy. You dance and party till the morning comes. Then they go, without a word, leaving you a note; Thanks for lettin us party it up on your dark and depressive times. You realize you feel a lot better, realizing you will be needing a bigger party pad.....

Just what came to mind when i read your piece...
I feel for your plight...I get there too...
I care! I care!

I loved the form of this work, it reminded me of a corkscrew drilling down on the head!
Your images were crystal, and the loneliness and sense of self unsurity permiated the soul afterwords.

Great Work!
Infinity's Shadow