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Wrestling with Depression

Having a Blue Day

By Kris GriffithPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Wrestling with Depression
Photo by Adrian Swancar on Unsplash

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My outdated life on the grocery store shelf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

sad poetry

About the Creator

Kris Griffith

I have been away from creative writing for many years. I am trying to rediscover who I am through my writings. Come join in the journey!

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  • Poppy 2 years ago

    Great poem. Really captured what depression can feel like. Please write more like this. I really enjoyed reading it!

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