Am I broken?
I feel the urge to scream
No, not scream (I don’t have that energy)
Die, maybe?
~
I feel drained
Like a deflated balloon
Popped and draining slowly
Until flat
~
The air will stop
The balloon will purge
Life will ebb away from me
End in sight?
~
“Cheer up” people say
If only it was that easy
I have always tried to see the light
Always failed too
~
It feels dark
Like a tunnel with no light
Dark hands reach out from the darkness
Try to pull me in
~
I look for help
Can you end this misery?
Can you help me stand in the light longer?
And be like you?
~
I feel the dread
Miserable, perishable, unwanted
My outdated life on the grocery store shelf
Given up on hope
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Kris Griffith
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Great poem. Really captured what depression can feel like. Please write more like this. I really enjoyed reading it!