When Someone Says Depression Isn’t Real…

Do you know how it feels to struggle with depression, or any other mental illness?

You think depression isn’t real, but do you know how does depression feels?

Not wanting to live.

Not wanting to die.

All day, you lay down and just want to cry.

Not being able to explain those feelings you feel inside.

Feeling like nobody cares, cause nobody’s there by your side.

You wake up everyday, pretending to be okay.

Pretending to be okay, so nobody thinks you’re crazy.

Walking around, faking, like you’re happy, but deep down inside, you feel like your breaking.

Feeling full of despair.

Everyday it feels like a nightmare.

Feeling so worthless and so hopeless.

I just pray to get through those moments.

You think depression isn’t real, you think depression is all in the mind, well why are people committing suicide?

Why are people taking their own lives?

All of this, should open the eyes of the ones who think depression is a lie.

People are committing suicide everyday, and everyday the numbers rise.

Don’t let suicide be your option, your life matters, there’s other options.

Keep fighting!!

Let’s stop the stigma of mental illnesses, than people might go get help, to start healing. You are not alone, you don’t have to end it. Things can, and will get better, you just watch and see it.

Your life has meaning.

If you or someone you know, thinking about committing suicide, call this helpline. Suicide hotline

Your life matters!! You matter!!

Trapped In Depression Poem By Me, Expressive Jackie

Trapped In Depression Poem By Me, Expressive Jackie

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Trapped In Depression Poem By Me, Expressive Jackie

Feelings of depression

I had it once now it’s gone.

Just like a shoe lace it’s been undone.

Was so tight at once now so slack.

Those happy times i wish i could get back.

Sitting at home and feeling all alone.

No friends to call on i’m the only.

Feeling like a zombie on the outside, and on the inside it feels like i’m dying.

Feeling like the living dead, so many thoughts and questions flying around in my head.

So much confusion floods down, it streams, i just don’t understand why this is happening to me.

There’s so signal of anybody who wants to help, no touch of feelings or any of myself.

Where and how can i find some answers?

Why is this happening?

Who am i?

Am i a feeling?

Am i a dreamer? Or am i a dream?

How do my thoughts begin?

How do i know this will end?

Why do i act like this?

What makes me do this?

Yes i do know i overanalyze entirely to much, but that’s something i can’t help.

I can’t help the thoughts.

Just thinking, and staring into space just trying to relax, as i sit and think.

I really want to free myself from my mind, and not pretend.

I want to feel like myself, i want to feel normal again. I really wonder when will this all end.

But no matter what, i’ll keep fighting it.

Depression poem i wrote, some time ago. I decided to share it. Feel free to comment and like it.

Sometimes, just writing what you feel can help you heal.

Whatever you do, DON’T

Never give up!!!

There is help out here, and you are never alone. Yes, depression makes you feel so lonely, but you are not alone.

Getting help shows that you do care about yourself, not that you are weak, but that you care about your health. Get help! Don’t try to do it by yourself. Everybody needs help, at some point in their lives.

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