My Depression

Eric Jones

I sit in my room.

I feel the world crush around me.

My heart is has fallen from the shelf and shattered into millions of pieces. Its a tundra of cold wet snow.

I walk down the stairs and what was once colorful and shiny is now bland and dull.

My brain is trying to pick up the pieces of what has been destroyed and is trying to put it together with

Elmer’s glue. My body feels like it is sitting on pins and needles.

Outside the children holler and yell with joy but to me it’s all scrambled into one sound.

It screams in my ear, the pain is unbearable. It’s not physical pain, its mental.

All the flowers have wilted, the scent of flowers gives me a headache.

Why must the world look at my me with disgust and hatred.

My life is half empty and now there is no more.

Reflection.

1.) My poem is a emotion poem.

2.) I chose this poem because i have this feeling a lot and i feel like people need to see the other side of me.

3.) My poem has a dark look on life.

4.) My theme is depression.

5.)

a.)”My heart is has fallen from the shelf and shattered into millions of pieces.”

b.) this is a metaphor because it doesn’t use the words like or as which would make it a simile but it still compares it to something else.

c.) “My brain is trying to pick up the pieces of what has been destroyed and is trying to put it together with Elmer’s glue.”

d.) this is also a metaphor because it also doesn’t use the words like or as which would make it a simile but it still compares it to something else.

6.)

A.) Instead of putting my heart is broken i put “My heart is has fallen from the shelf and shattered into millions of pieces.” Because it didn’t sound as cheesy.

B.) I didnt wanna say i was trying to pick up the pieces and put myself together again because that’s what everyone says, so instead i put down “My brain is trying to pick up the pieces of what has been destroyed and is trying to put it together with Elmer’s glue.” because it sounded better and it was original.

7.) The poem wasn’t very difficult to write it was the trying to make things sound better and more orginal and adding figurative language.

8.) I was very satisfied with my draft even though there was some need to fix it up a bit before it became a final draft i really did like it.

A place

Not a place

A home

Filled with passion

A safe spot where

Emotions

Too strong for words

Can be expressed

In movements

Gestures

Where history is made

Where competition is fierce

Where one being better than another

Is like a predator hunting for pray

Where only a few survive

And others don’t make it

And feelings of disappointment take over

But disappointment

turns into

Motivation

To be the best they can be

Worth hours and hours

Of hard work

Training

Determination  

All leading to

Three minutes

On stage

Where the lights shine bright as the sun

The stage is as big as the earth

And the audience

Filled with millions of eyes

That are all watching

Watching you