Death and Regret.
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Alone was the featured word,
Everyday of my life,
People jeered at me,
But aren't they hypocrites?
The sadness that engulfed me,
Was enough to choke a living.
People work for a goal,
All their own selfish needs.
Biased and selfish,
They don't care for anything.
I was abandoned and abused,
Yet no one cared.
I banished myself to the depths of hell,
And kept locked up in a corner of a dingy room.
My heart was dull,
And though it's still beating,
It possesed no life.
Who would save me?
The question I ask,
Every single day.
Yet nothing happened,
And I was growing frustrated.
The tears that fall like endless rain,
The sobs that echoed around me,
They sounded meaningless.
The knife that zoomed across my wrist,
Brought no pain but joy.
The feeling of freedom,
At the last minute was unexplainable.
Yet it possesed a feeling of REGRET.
And then I know,
I struggled to get away from the Gates Of Hell,
But it was too late.
I was dead. -
This poem was how I felt when Depression gripped me. The only difference is, I didn't die because I felt that I had not lived life to it's fullest. And I stopped my hand just as the knife was brought down. So I was saved by my own. I think you can tell I still think that way because it wasn't ANYONE but myself who saved me.Originally posted by sickeningblues-:Alone was the featured word,
Everyday of my life,
People jeered at me,
But aren't they hypocrites?
The sadness that engulfed me,
Was enough to choke a living.
People work for a goal,
All their own selfish needs.
Biased and selfish,
They don't care for anything.
I was abandoned and abused,
Yet no one cared.
I banished myself to the depths of hell,
And kept locked up in a corner of a dingy room.
My heart was dull,
And though it's still beating,
It possesed no life.
Who would save me?
The question I ask,
Every single day.
Yet nothing happened,
And I was growing frustrated.
The tears that fall like endless rain,
The sobs that echoed around me,
They sounded meaningless.
The knife that zoomed across my wrist,
Brought no pain but joy.
The feeling of freedom,
At the last minute was unexplainable.
Yet it possesed a feeling of REGRET.
And then I know,
I struggled to get away from the Gates Of Hell,
But it was too late.
I was dead. -
From my experience, depression feeds in on itself and it's easy to fall in and fall deeper. Having people to talk to and who will listen helps, but it takes a certain amount of self determination to just to get away from that trap. Glad for you that you did not end as your poem did.
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"The sadness that engulfed me,Originally posted by sickeningblues-:Alone was the featured word,
Everyday of my life,
People jeered at me,
But aren't they hypocrites?
The sadness that engulfed me,
Was enough to choke a living.
People work for a goal,
All their own selfish needs.
Biased and selfish,
They don't care for anything.
I was abandoned and abused,
Yet no one cared.
I banished myself to the depths of hell,
And kept locked up in a corner of a dingy room.
My heart was dull,
And though it's still beating,
It possesed no life.
Who would save me?
The question I ask,
Every single day.
Yet nothing happened,
And I was growing frustrated.
The tears that fall like endless rain,
The sobs that echoed around me,
They sounded meaningless.
The knife that zoomed across my wrist,
Brought no pain but joy.
The feeling of freedom,
At the last minute was unexplainable.
Yet it possesed a feeling of REGRET.
And then I know,
I struggled to get away from the Gates Of Hell,
But it was too late.
I was dead.
Was enough to choke a living.
People work for a goal,
All their own selfish needs."
I think this stanza didnt really flow properly...from how sadness engulfed you to "people work for a goal' ???
I think suicidal is a rather typical topic. Most people write because of very intense emotions they would like to express.
Anyway, im a beginner myself so cant have much critics. -
Personally, i think a person has many selfs...Originally posted by sickeningblues-:This poem was how I felt when Depression gripped me. The only difference is, I didn't die because I felt that I had not lived life to it's fullest. And I stopped my hand just as the knife was brought down. So I was saved by my own. I think you can tell I still think that way because it wasn't ANYONE but myself who saved me.
i actually encoutered a very depressing period recently and thought i want to buy some panadol and put an end to everything but my lazy self is too tired to walk all the way to the nearest 7-11 then i fell asleepZzzzZZzzz.
hey, i joking lah...suicide NEVER come across my mind. Sad(emotions is hard to control) but not suicide. And i strongly think that our society has lost its heart because of the fast pace. Sometimes it can be really tiring.... -
Maybe can add another line.
.......i was dead
and became DeadPoet -
Cannot lah, that one got copyright already you cannot infringe oneOriginally posted by Tranqulity:Maybe can add another line.
.......i was dead
and became DeadPoet
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yeah i thought of that too. but when i thought of living, it brought me to the knowledge of how selfish people are these days. they work for their own goals, not even caring if it hurts their own family and friends during the process. it may seem weird that i, a thirteen year old will think about such things. but it's the truth, ain't it? children with their own innocence know nothing about the reality. the hard, cold truth of the world.Originally posted by Tranqulity:"The sadness that engulfed me,
Was enough to choke a living.
People work for a goal,
All their own selfish needs."
I think this stanza didnt really flow properly...from how sadness engulfed you to "people work for a goal' ???
I think suicidal is a rather typical topic. Most people write because of very intense emotions they would like to express.
Anyway, im a beginner myself so cant have much critics.
objections? -
its not a matter of innocence, you can learn and understand what is going on in the adult world. it's a ugly future, like most ppl.Originally posted by sickeningblues-:yeah i thought of that too. but when i thought of living, it brought me to the knowledge of how selfish people are these days. they work for their own goals, not even caring if it hurts their own family and friends during the process. it may seem weird that i, a thirteen year old will think about such things. but it's the truth, ain't it? [colorr=orange]children with their own innocence know nothing about the reality. the hard, cold truth of the world. [/color]
objections?
few choose to take on the right path. -
It not a perfect world...try to like all the good and bad thing. If need to, do something about it. Staying at home and thinking will bring you no where.Originally posted by sickeningblues-:yeah i thought of that too. but when i thought of living, it brought me to the knowledge of how selfish people are these days. they work for their own goals, not even caring if it hurts their own family and friends during the process. it may seem weird that i, a thirteen year old will think about such things. but it's the truth, ain't it? children with their own innocence know nothing about the reality. the hard, cold truth of the world.
objections? -
being selfish is driven by instinct.Originally posted by sickeningblues-:yeah i thought of that too. but when i thought of living, it brought me to the knowledge of how selfish people are these days. they work for their own goals, not even caring if it hurts their own family and friends during the process. it may seem weird that i, a thirteen year old will think about such things. but it's the truth, ain't it? children with their own innocence know nothing about the reality. the hard, cold truth of the world.
objections?
being caring is driven by principle. -
what about temptation? it's the tempting that results in the greed. and it's the greed the falls to to selfishness.
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You mean Human is evolves from animal hence the kinda instinct.Originally posted by InnoHippo:being selfish is driven by instinct.
being caring is driven by principle.
I think caring can come from within and not just principle which is been nutured. Hmmm....now we have the Evolutionary and Revolutionary theory and can argue untill the cow comes home and nothing gonna change.
Thinkers can feel depressed frequently because the real world is so much diffierent from their ideal ones and imho they can be actionists who make a difference but the prob is most of us(them?) just think but do nothing about it. Its difficult to balance lah...i like the philosophy of 'the Matrix'....take the red pill or the blue pill. -
i rather take both pills and see what's the effectOriginally posted by Tranqulity:You mean Human is evolves from animal hence the kinda instinct.
I think caring can come from within and not just principle which is been nutured. Hmmm....now we have the Evolutionary and Revolutionary theory and can argue untill the cow comes home and nothing gonna change.
Thinkers can feel depressed frequently because the real world is so much diffierent from their ideal ones and imho they can be actionists who make a difference but the prob is most of us(them?) just think but do nothing about it. Its difficult to balance lah...i like the philosophy of 'the Matrix'....take the red pill or the blue pill.
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Try...maybe will be enlighten, like buddha.
Red and Blue...where's yellow? The third primary colour?