Stuck In My Depression
I have been trying to fight and understand my depression. This poem explains my thought process.
An overflowing rush of despair saturates me
like a mother penguin coming home
to see her beloved and priceless egg has become nothing, but frozen.
I sit still contemplating a way to free my mind of anguish,
hoping one day I will be able to remove myself
from locked bars constructed with misery and frustration.
Thoughts of gloom flood my mind
like rushing water forcing its way through a sinking ship.
Screams of help begin to transpire,
but hopelessness defeats past cries of desperation.
Imprisoned howls try again to push forward,
but the chance of release becomes submerged
like a soul trapped in hell.
Joe Thill
the way you express your feelings is so vivid.. amazing job. Keep Writing!