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Depressed 1
Depressed 1
Oct 06, 2024 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Poetic Justice

This night, I lay in my cold bed

Thinking about the life I have led

Put the cold steel against my head

Will end it all with a small piece of lead

There is no one but me to blame

Going to put out my flickering flame

My afterlife will not be the same

I will get rid of my forever pain

Will leave everything behind in a note

My heavy burdens I could no longer tote

As above me lingers a puff of floating smoke

Across the Styk, I will peacefully float

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Southwest United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe, Jim Morrison, Sylvia Plath

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Leslie

Leslie

8 months 3 weeks ago

Depressed 1

I felt your darkness and your pain as mine is oh so similar. Whatever comes just don't give in the world needs you too much. I wrote a poem called Russian Roulette, if you want to check it out. We ive in a sea of madness and debris with more than one way out. A rut is a grave with an open end, if your in one try to stand and walk out.

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

8 months 3 weeks ago

Dear Depressed,

I hear you...sometimes my depression gets the better of me, too. It is a wonderful thing that we can write about it. Poetry is our outlet! In this line I feel you have made a mistake:

Across the "Styk" I will peacefully float (styx)

*hugs, Cat