I choose prompt 2. What does depression feel like to you? This is what it feel like to me
When the Darkness comes I can't breathe,
My head pounds and my mouth goes dry.
When the Darkness comes I just want to hide,
Loneliness is my friend.
When the Darkness comes I cry and cry,
I don't always know why.
When the Darkness comes I am scared,
Panic rises inside me.
When the Darkness comes I am paralysed,
I wish I could run away.
When the Darkness is gone I am free,
Until the next time it appears.
Excellent description of it, you hit the nail on the head
ReplyDeleteI know it well and I hate how helpless it makes me feel. You've caught it perfectly.
ReplyDelete(And reminded me that I may have forgotten my meds yesterday and I definitely did today)
bless you sweetheart - I remember those feelings so well - take care x
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, but when it comes I just want to run and run and run
ReplyDeleteBest description Ive seen so far. Well done you.xxxx
ReplyDeleteLivi - Thank you x
ReplyDeleteGlowstars - go and take them hun x
Singlemamasrock - thank you x
TheMadHouse - me to!
Julesey10 - Thank you hun x
Super post. Short, concise & describes exactly how it feels!
ReplyDeleteI suffer with anxiety which can be completely debilitating at times. I hope to start an occasional series on my blog What Will Julia Do Next? about depression / anxiety & its effects on sufferers & those supporting. If you would like to contribute in any way please leave a comment here & I’ll get in touch
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ReplyDeleteGood poem - short and to the point!! Powerful impact.
ReplyDeleteVery good poem - exactly how it feels. There's so many of us suffering from it. It's sad.
ReplyDeleteThis is excellent, well done. This is what I tried to say over on mine but you potrayed it exactly right. Your poetry is getting better and better. xx
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone for your kind comments x x
ReplyDeleteThat is it. it is darkness. Hugs to you lovely. I hate that blumming darkness. Wish you could buy torches for it. x
ReplyDeleteThank you Jo x
ReplyDeleteLooks like I missed this one, just as you missed mine sweetie, and I'm sorry I did. Such a powerful poem that describes how I feel when I'm depressed perfectly xxx
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