Depression (Remove filter)
Captured within my Darkness
My darkness is never ending.
My darkness is your greatest fear.
My darkness is something you can't escape.
Although, you can try
to shut out my darkness
with your precious little eyes,
but you silly, poor thing
you've forgotten that I exist there too.
So, please understand
that there is no way out.
That there is no ounce of light
to my darkness you try to run from.
So, stop your ...
Friday 24th October 2014 10:32 pm
Actions vs Words
(I've been struggling to show anyone this poem for a long time but I've been inspired to let it free. These feelings are behind me now and it turns out writing was to thank for that afterall)
How does someone stop cutting?
Do they cut into the paper instead?
Replace flesh and blood with diaries and ink,
Replace physicality with mentality,
Replace actions with words,
It isn’t enough.
...Saturday 13th September 2014 11:35 am
On Drink
On Drink
I drink like I’m a bastard,
Some say it suits me thus,
A soldiers quarrel with hard knock life,
And feelings bordering gluttonous,
Yet inside of me the clown refrains,
Let’s sorrow evolve its incubus,
Gives depressive daily states of pain;
The tears that bleed for all of us!
Michael J Waite 2nd September 2014.
Tuesday 2nd September 2014 11:22 pm
Depression Is A Killer
Do you ever feel like you could just scream for eternity
Every thought you cast upon yourself contains pure negativity
People wonder how you can feel so low, but they don’t know,
Reality to you is completely different to that in which they live
Every night you go to bed, you wish that it would be the last
So many sleepless nights you’re plagued by insomnia,
Suicidal tendencies play upon your...
Tuesday 2nd September 2014 8:03 pm
No Reason
The day seems a good bit colder now,
Casting blue light through the windows.
And I just don’t seem to have the energy,
To get up—go on—continue.
I know things won’t get better,
I no longer can believe.
Today I found no reason not to leave.
When times were rough in the past,
I had you to keep me strong.
But now my bed seems rather large,
And the nights seem way to...
Monday 1st September 2014 8:38 am
Depression Is A Killer
Do you ever feel like you could just scream for eternity
Every thought you cast upon yourself contains pure negativity
People wonder how you can feel so low, but they don't know,
Reality to you is completely different to that in which they live
Every night you go to bed, you wish that it would be the last
So many sleepless nights you're plagued by insomnia,
Suicidal tendencies play upon your...
Tuesday 19th August 2014 4:45 pm
When All The Laughter Stops
When all the laughter stops, when it abides,
And all the tears of joy begin to dry,
When all the world looks up from aching sides,
And all the breathlessness allows a sigh.
A light, so brightly shining starts to wane,
But hidden out of sight, battles in vain.
When all the smiles are full, when they recede,
And straighten out into a furrowed frown,
When all the life in vibrancy concedes...
Tuesday 12th August 2014 10:49 pm
Dole Q Blues
If I'm the Master of my fate,
Is this all that I could create?
So then, I, Captain of my soul,
Have steered me to a life of dole.
Friday 18th July 2014 1:17 pm
Insomnia
Like an old friend,
now unwanted.
I stare at the clock,
Heavy eyed,
And wonder,
"Should I sleep now or later?"
For I am not sure anymore,
What is expected
Of a single man,
And I stare at this empty bed,
And miss her body,
And her warmth... And her.
Monday 23rd June 2014 10:31 am
Long way down
Long way down
Depression for me is all I know, forever down, forever low
Life is like a bobsleigh ride, get in the rut and down you slide
Faster and faster, the sleigh does fly,
Always looking forward, To the day you die
Rushing down that maddening slope, all you want, Is a glimmer of hope
Faster, faster and faster still, down you plummet, The maddening hill
The speed you travel...
Saturday 8th February 2014 10:28 pm
Tender Hearts!
Tender Hearts
1.
I prove myself favoured in comedy,
Not even consciously,
Aside from my own wit
There is a clown of a protégé,
Someone for those to howl at,
Someone to grin at
As they pass my ill gait
Walking streets no longer caring,
And I will never forgive
This curse,
Never forgive the worst
‘They’ made of me!
My guess is, ...
Friday 31st January 2014 1:48 am
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