Clinical Depression

This poem I wrote on my experiences with clinical depression, please do not read this poem if you feel as if it could trigger you. Remember, you are loved and appreciated and I'm proud of you. <3

Wallowing in the dark 

Waiting for a savior 

Someone,anyone!

Anyone to save me

I cannot carry on

It is far to dark

The voices hold me back

Stop me from escaping

I can never escape them 

They grab and pull

And won’t let me go 

I want to be free

I need to be free 

The voices flood my head

Flood my thoughts

They flood it with a condescending voice

“You will never be worth anything”

“You will never be good enough”

“You are never going to make it”

I want it to stop 

I need silence 

They keep me up at night 

And infiltrate my dreams

I cannot be freed 

For their grip is too strong

I want silence

I want silence

I want to be happy

Reviews

[Lathen Griffiths]

Before I began reading your poem ‘Clinical Depression’ I read your introduction and can I firstly commend you on the positivity you bring in reminding the reader of how important and loved they are:
“Remember, you are loved and appreciated and I'm proud of you.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You inject a feeling of sad desperation into this, thus conveying the horror of clinical depression and the relentless way in which it affects thinking to the extent that the 'victim' is trapped in a place where they simply relive the doubts day in day out. Well done.

[Relic]

I've had bouts of depression in my life, I understand what you mean by wanting quiet and silence. There's nothing fun about depression. It effects millions.

[John the Baptist]

I was a mental health worker for 27 years, knew many people who had depression. It is something I would not wish on my worst enemy.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I was too from 1974-2014

[John the Baptist]

Thanks. You know of that which you speak.

[Aluppi Jampur]

Can't imagine what a struggle it must be.
Thank you for sharing.