Poem -

Depression

Depression

It pushes me down when I feel weak
It stops my words when I try to speak
It taunts me to the point of tears
It shows everyone all my fears 
It never leaves 
Day or night
It always wants to pick a fight.       I always lose 
I can not win
 
Depression will be back again
 

Like 4 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
linda wright

i can sense the emoitions in your poetry well written i used to suffer from depression
but i have met my foe and conquered it i occasionlly have a moment or two
but it does not occupy my time any longer i am so grateful for that keep going
forward and may your rainbow be forth coming linda j wright

Reply
author
Celestine

Wow Linda.  Your comment touched me.  And rainbows are always a sign of positivity and light for me!   Thank you for tour kind words - all the best!  P.s stay tuned for more.   You have a new follower ;). -katryna rose

Reply
author
Darrin Rodgers

Very good write about a desease so many of us suffer with , hopefully putting your feelings on paper helps you as it helps me to cope. I enjoyed your poem and I would really be thankful if you could review my poetry. Thank you and God bless.

Reply
author
Celestine

Thank you Darrin.  Yes. Writing has been my therapy for 25 years now! Thank you for your kind words -katryna

Reply
Poem -

Young Minds

Young Minds

Don’t know if things were different
Who I’d be today
And so the same goes for all
...

Poem -

Just Breathe

Just Breathe

Get out of my head
I’ve yelled
Silent many times
I hate you
Release me from...

Poem -

Tu Me Manques

Tu Me Manques

You are missing from me
And it’s broken my heart
Now you have the key
And I’m falling...

Latest poems in Drama

Poem -

NO CHILDREN AT THE FAIR

NO CHILDREN AT THE FAIR

They should be happy to fund their own wants and desires...

There shouldn't be any Federal Funding...

Poem -

Of Cicadas and Sunlight

Of Cicadas and Sunlight

When the sun bids farewell and descends behind the hills
after welcoming the dawn and drinking the...

Poem -

August 13th, 2025 – twenty...

August 13th, 2025 – twenty six plus years since awful series of unfortunate events

The following poem posted about a half hour before the bewitching hour that spelled calamity (which though...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com