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is that it ?
,Is that it? After all these years—
Four years of battles, pain, and tears?
Depression's gone, they say I'm free,
"Just take these pills, you’ll finally be
Better now," or so they claim—
But inside, I still feel the same.
What is happy? What’s it mean?
This world still feels like just a dream.
Am I supposed to smile today,
Pretend the scars have gone away?
Maybe I’m fine… or so I say,
But something’s wrong—it won't obey.
I chase a peace I’ve never known,
A happiness that’s not my own.
So cold, so distant, strange to me,
Like light that fades eternally.
Each night I sit alone and try
To find the truth I can't deny.
Who am I now, if not depressed?
Without the ache that once possessed—
What’s left of me? What do they see?
Can I become the real me?
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neopoet
1 month 4 weeks ago
Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
The poem presents a candid exploration of post-depression identity and the lingering uncertainties that accompany recovery. The structure is consistent, using mostly rhymed couplets and quatrains, which creates a sense of order that contrasts with the speaker’s internal confusion. This formal regularity could be interpreted as mirroring the external expectations of recovery—neat, resolved—while the content resists closure.
The poem’s diction is direct and conversational, which suits the confessional tone. The rhetorical questions (“Is that it? After all these years— / Four years of battles, pain, and tears?” and “What is happy? What’s it mean?”) effectively convey the speaker’s skepticism and sense of dislocation. The repetition of uncertainty (“Maybe I’m fine… or so I say, / But something’s wrong—it won't obey”) underscores the persistence of internal struggle despite outward improvement.
The use of metaphor is restrained but effective, particularly in lines like “Like light that fades eternally,” which evokes the elusive, diminishing nature of happiness for the speaker. The poem’s strongest moments occur when it grapples with the existential aftermath of depression: “Who am I now, if not depressed? / Without the ache that once possessed— / What’s left of me? What do they see?” These lines articulate a nuanced problem—the loss of a defining struggle and the anxiety of reconstructing identity.
There are moments where the rhyme feels predictable or forced (“mean” / “dream”, “try” / “deny”), which can flatten the emotional impact. Experimenting with enjambment or varied rhyme schemes might allow for more surprise and complexity. Additionally, the poem could benefit from more concrete imagery; much of the language is abstract (“peace,” “happiness,” “truth”), which risks generality. Introducing specific sensory details or memories could ground the emotional experience and invite the reader into the speaker’s world more fully.
Overall, the poem succeeds in articulating the ambiguities of recovery and the difficulty of self-definition after long-term struggle. Greater attention to imagery and variation in form could further deepen the poem’s impact.
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Geezer
1 month 4 weeks ago
I felt this one...
I have seen "the look", the thousand yard stare that some people have, while proclaiming that "I am fine" just to get people off their back. I get it. Wanting a cure is not having one, even when we are given the answer, which is likely to be the quick fix of pills or some such. We know that it is a long, hard battle to "normal?" Four years or forty years, some of us never achieve the "happiness" that we are all assured that we may obtain through the "proper steps". I agree that you might give this piece a little more smoothness, by adjusting the rhythm of certain lines. My favorite lines are:
Am I supposed to smile today,
Pretend the scars have gone away?
Maybe I’m fine… or so I say,
But something’s wrong—it won't obey.
I see you getting there, keep working at your own pace, I think that you see the way to a brighter tomorrow. ~ Geezer.
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Lavender
1 month 3 weeks ago
Is That It?
Hello, Pinky,
Well-thought-out wording and language. I agree it could be a little smoother, but the depth and feeling are powerful and understood.
Thank you,
L