Silence Won't always Be A Friend

I'm sorry I can't continue

Stuck in the silence

No point in trying

Loss all hope

Can't smile anymore

Unable to make you happy

Left me in the silence

Forget about the memories

Unraveled and disappeared

The silence became too much to bear 

Left without a word

Didn't leave a note to explain 

Depression became my new friend

Suffered to much

Faked another smile to stay alive

Pushing everything I loved away

Breaking the skin 

Turning pale 

My  lungs are burning 

There's nothing left of me

The symptoms are getting worse

Too broken to mend together

Living my in my thoughts

Thrown away and abandoned

I thought silence would help

Bring me closer to my escape

It brought more suffering 

Can't take any more damage

I can't keep pushing through

I'm too scared to continue on

The silence bonded me with death

Everything disappeared in a matter of seconds

Nothing matters anymore

The silence feels so much lighter now 

Now nothing is left 

Reviews

[Dreamer]

There are moments
That last in silence
Where the darkness is
Ever present
In life
However don’t just sit there
Find yourself
In that darkness
And pick up
The pieces
That were once broken
Lead yourself
To the light
Dearest don’t fall
Don’t close your eyes
Keep them open
No matter what happens.

This is a beautiful poem, I have faced depression before, but in some way writing down every emotion I’ve ever felt helped. And as I go back I see how I’ve changed and now am better and learning. Don’t give up, there’s always hope.

[Pumpkin Girl]

Thank you!

[Relic]

I used to write depressing poems all the time. It's like cleansing the mind of impurities I guess. Just don't get too deep in despair. That's not good.

[Pumpkin Girl]

Thank you very much Relic!

[Iam-me]

Silence solves nothing, you might eventually disappear. And we don't want that. :) Do like you are doing Jenna, speak out loud and clear. And be heard. It will help. And over time you will feel better. Little by little. For standing up for YOU. Get support, help and understandment. from others who do care. And start to do things for you that make you happy too.

[Pumpkin Girl]

Thank you very much!

[Iam-me]

my pleasure. Let us know how you get on.

[John the Baptist]

The rapid fire noting of symptoms gives this one a painful sense of urgency. We see the speaker descend quickly from anxiety to depression to despair. The end becomes a foregone conclusion. Chillingly well done.

PS: Do a spell check on the last word in line 9.

[Pumpkin Girl]

Thank you!