For Phantoms: A Poem
61“And now my life seeps away. Depression haunts my days." Job 30:16
Depression is infesting the core of my brain,
Like maggots on fruit, It chews through progression and gain.
It hurts as it nibbles and digs through my life,
Numbing and picking away through the night.
Torturing every last living cell.
Decay of life.
A descension to hell.
Morning rises,
But the sun sleeps in.
My old friend, when will I see you again?
You gave me a Shadow,
But now I am him.
Unaffected by any whispers or wind.
I'm a figure.
Nothing more.
One that the light obstructs and obscures.
I move through the feet, and I am Ignored,
By the alive
The depressed are no more.
I'm slipping into it's grip, The life of a phantom.
Hunger dies, darkness is coming at random.
When will the sun start shining in?...
My old friend, it'd be good to see you again.
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Really great poem about depression. Your words capture the agony and pain of depression. Voted up.
Haha... V I'm lovin' the support! Thanks so much.
Your work is simply AMAZING! I loved it...Brilliant!
For me this poem only reflects a moment of anguish, not a constant state of mind. I wrote it on a bad day... I tend to be melodramatic to prokoke emotion. I'm not a gloomy person I swear, lol. Ha and no, I'm not counting down my days. I just find the human condition fascinating, self-decay vs self-growth, and attempt to capture it in my writing.
ive noted the age of this entry and have to wonder if your thoughts are still so dark... your writings are filled with a haunting. they are vivid and alive, like a looming death. it makes me wonder, are you counting down the days?
Thanks bethperry!
I really love this. Very emotionally evocative.
True Vinaya. Thank you once again.
Facing our inner phantom is hardest part of our life. Beautiful work of art.
Thank you! It's nice to hear from you! I always like your deep comments. Indeed, I know most can relate to atleast moments of feeling this way, but the sun will always rise again.
Emotional words can move a soul to the core when the mind can relate. A mirror effect to read this words.
Excellent...
Thank you much Ebower! I wrote it this morning with a lot going on, I'm really glad you liked it. means a lot.
I love this poem, because it conveys emotion very clearly. I voted it up and awesome!
LVidoni5 Hub Author 5 months ago
Thanks a bunch Caroline. I was having a hard day when I wrote it, so I'm glad I was able to capture it. Thanks for the comment, means a lot. --Brian