Hey, Could You Love Me?
Spoken Word Poetry About Loving Through Depression
Hey, could you love me?
I have broken bones, they shake and they rattle
sometimes I can’t stand straight or crack a smile
I feel sick, tired and I never know why
and my head screams at me, “Why do you try?”
Hey, would you love me?
I swear to you that a good person inside
Deep deep down under this bad riptide
I try my best and I really do care
just try to ask about me if I’m not there
Hey could you love me?
There are days I can’t even get out of bed
or eat or think or blink, so the tired voice in my head said
you worthless piece of stupid shit
just stay down, don’t you move one little bit!
Hey, I need your love.
I need a hand of support, of strength and of care
somehow show me, please, remind me you’re there
even as small as a text or as large as a hug
you make it less, this weight I have to lug
Hey, please God just love me anyways
you know that I’ve had my better days
I’ll show you, hell, I’ll show them all
through my depression I can stand tall
But when I crumble, please don’t sweep me up
or push me, leave me, or stir the pot
just hug me, listen and hope that I hear
the sounds you make when you come near
You sound like love, something I once heard
from before I went under this gross turd
of this depression, I once loved all and loved hard
today, is just a bit more difficult of a card
Hey, could you please love me anyway?
I’ll be as good as I can be but when I’m not
just know it’s not your fault, it’s really not
these voices inside me need me to hear
things that aren’t there, they just appear
I battle and I try and I beg them to stop
I point my gun and shoot to kill like a cop
the demons kill me and some days I go under
it’s not a bender, a phase or some blunder
Just love me, please and hold me close
it’s always you that I need most