Hello all. This poem is a bit darker than most. As most of you know, I suffer from depression and anxiety. I use art as a way to express that and my frustration with how I feel. I want to leave this poem up for interpretation but I will give some context for those of you who would like it. This poem was written during school when my depression hit me very hard. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t focus, all I felt was defeat and depression. So I tried to put it into words, and this is the product of that. Hope you all enjoy.
Defeat and lethargy take hold.
They welcome me back softly,
Like jumping into a pool,
My body bobbing slowly.
The water covers me completely,
In my ears and eyes and mouth,
Lapping, rolling, smothering,
My aches they seem to dowse.
Then the drum beats sound
And I am pulled astray,
My shadow wading, fading, shaking,
The drumbeats hammer in my form.
Every now and then are glimpses
Of a world so far from here,
My eyes so flooded now look up —
and a shimmering appears.
However when I look and ponder
On the light now shining yonder,
It ripples out of sight.