Depression

It's a poem-short story

Once upon a time

A young boy heard a knocking door

Dropping his clouds and toys, the boy opened the door

Before he could realize who it was

Hell entered his soul and burned everything there ever was

Scared that hell could lock him away 

He lock himself in a cave

Where darkness was his only friend

Where silence was the only trend

Hell looked for the boy everywhere it went

It knew that the boy wouldn't last long without

Love

The boy got tired of being sad in the cave

Where he had to only fade

So he left the lonely place

Praying to God for wisdom and pace 

He dropped to his knees and ate from bread

Hell saw the boy walking in the twilight 

It's flames devoured stone and water that night

It wanted the boy badly

It wanted to be feared not be loved 

So he flew through it flames 

Like a whirlpool of darkness and space

God answered the boy in dreams

The boy didn't feel scare anymore 

He felt happy

He felt loved 

God told the boy to not fear

But also to not be feared 

He shouldn't be afraid of Isolation and facts

Because they are just toys from the human mind

The boy happy for his answered 

Finally, the boy got what was taken from him

A happiness flooded his face

Yet it wasn't over 

'Cause hell came rampaging with flames

Burning everything that was in place 

But this time 

Hell could not make the boy fall before him

As much sadness as hell tried to flood the boy's mind

The boy could not be taken down to his knees

Because he had reason to live for now 

God ordered hell to sleep in a cage

Where it could never do harm again  

Author's Note

I think this one is a pretty decent one, but it tells the story on how I was running from depression but how I confronted it with happy thoughts and God, and it's fading away.
Defeat darkness with Daylight.

Reviews

[mia2014]

This is brilliant! I thought, since you checked out my writing... Ages ago now, I might as well check out yours. I've been depressed before and this is an excellent way of describing how scary it feels and what it can be like... I really like the ending as well. Although to say that having depression is a pain in the a*s for the person that has it would be a complete and utter understatement, once I eventually dealt with all my problems holding me back from happiness the first time round and got through it, it's made it so much easier for me now in a way, further down the line, because now if my negative thoughts or emotions ever threaten to overwhelm me, it's just like I know my self better now and I know best how to stop them/ weaken them before they get too much. I feel like you really captured all of that in this poem. Very good job.

[CA Anurag Sharma]

He shouldn't be afraid of Isolation and facts
Because they are just toys from the human mind....

I can so very much relate to the feeling behind this one... I wish no one goes through this phase... its just difficult but if someone is really going through it then I will recommend this poem of yours... just a sheer brilliance it is....

[lily]

I figured I would come to your page to see what you had written, and I am pleasantly surprised.
I feel that almost everyone is able to relate to this poem, in some sort of way. Some more than others. So it is interesting to see your point of view in such a detailed, yet story like way. I thoroughly enjoyed this piece.

So excited to see more of your work!

[Lizardo]

Thank you so much! I really appreciate it :) hoping to see more from you too!

[Moonlight]

I agree with you. This phase of shutting everyone out and seeking solace in silence is something I am familiar with, So, it was easy to relate. Thanks for sharing.

On the more technical side of things, your writing has really improved. :)

[Lizardo]

Everyone tells that to me, I'm like: Did I really improve? lol haha.
Thank you Moonlight :) I really appreciate it

[Moonlight]

Yup you have... !! XD
You're welcome. :)

[Valentine]

With God, all things are possible. He changed my life, He can change all if they let Him. Valentine

[Emily]

Very nice poem!
Well done!!

[Lizardo]

Thank you so much!

[Daisy]

awesome concept.... I wish we can be as strong as him.... very nice story and lines...

[Lizardo]

Thank you so much Daisy! I am grateful for your comment :) Thanks.

[>>AMV]

Wow, this is great...

Yes, depression can make a person drift into isolation and sadness, but one can still stand strong against the hell and resist it with a great reason to live. One can still find happiness and be victorious.

I loved this one.

[Lizardo]

Thank you so much AMV, yes Depression is a mental hell, nothing you see is right and you always feel sad, I used to feel sad until after praying a lot, I kind of got stronger and I got to see the world with a much happier reason and sight.
Thanks, I appreciate your review :)

[SleeplessVolcano]

Hell's fires may continue to burn in the lives of many here on earth, but it will never conquer us. Even the gates of hell will not stand, when we decide to stand on what we know is true.....

Great job in expressing this victory over depression.....remember, it is an ongoing fight......sometimes we treat God like a genie, and ask him to do something for us, without considering that we may have brought some trouble on ourselves. Despite him helping us when we ask, what helped me though past troubles was also to not contribute to a difficult situation.......I am looking forward to your next victory poem! :)

[Lizardo]

Thank you so much Sleepless volcano! I really appreciate your thoughts on this one :)
Really thanks and its true, its an on going fight againts it, but I actually freely to do whatever I want, I don't feel in a cage now, I feel happier and its all thanks to God.

[dan]

zardo, Your writing is more complete now, your writing is more mature, YOU are writing more maturely. This piece COULD HAVE been written like a hell-bent fantasy, with wizards and dragons to go with all the fire and flames of which you wrote...but you kept is straightforward as a inward battle of good OR evil. The imagery you employed was vivid and sharply defined, weaving tapestries to contain your thoughts, letting them fly when needed. This is a VERY good poem, Lizardo, you should be very proud of it. take care...dan

[Lizardo]

I am dan, I think I'm finally getting the hang of it hahaha. Thanks for your awesome review dan and trust me when I tell you that this is not the only piece of writing thats good, there are many more to come.
Thanks dan :)

[dan]

Well, it that is how you think I'm gonna go to your page and find another good one, just to let you know that many more ARE many more to come but that you've got a lot on hand. I'm heading over...dan