Depression poems are a way for people to express complex emotions. Depression is like a heavy cloud hanging over your thoughts and feelings.
It’s more than just feeling sad. It creates a fog in your mind, making it difficult to think clearly or make decisions. It’s like being on an island where you feel isolated from everyone else.
Even when surrounded by people. Depression poems don’t shy away from expressing the pain, sadness, and struggle.
They reflect the individual’s thoughts and experiences.
They are filled with real, deep emotions and express the pain, sadness, and struggles someone may be feeling.
It’s a way for the writer to communicate their experience of depression in their own words and style.
In this poetry collection, we have collected some of the most famous depression poems. Let’s read them and make us feel relaxed.
“A Question”
By Robert Frost
A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth.
“A Lesson”
By Lang Leav
The girl who smiles all the time
is the one who’s never fine
The boy who surrounds
himself with friends
wishes that his life would end.
For those who say they never knew—
the saddest leave the least of clues.
Polar Exploration
By Stephen Spender
Our single purpose was to walk through snow
With faces swung to their prodigious North
Like compass iron. As clerks in whited Banks
With bird-claw pens column virgin paper
The Shadow Bride
By J.R.R. Tolkien
There was a man who dwelt alone
Beneath the moon in shadow.
He sat as long as lasting stone,
And yet he had no shadow.
Tomorrow, At Dawn
By Victor Hugo
Tomorrow, at dawn, at the hour when the countryside whitens,
I will set out. You see, I know that you wait for me.
I will go by the forest, I will go by the mountain.
I can no longer remain far from you.
I Dream Of You, To Wake
By Christina Rossetti
I dream of you, to wake: would that I might
Dream of you and not wake but slumber on;
Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone,
As, Summer ended, Summer birds take flight.
Ellen West
By Frank Bidart
I love sweets,—
heaven
would be dying on a bed of vanilla ice cream . . .
But my true self
is thin, all profile
I Tie My Hat
By Emily Dickinson
I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl—
Life’s little duties do—precisely—
As the very least
Were infinite—to me—
I Know, You Walk
I walk so often, late, along the streets,
Lower my gaze, and hurry, full of dread,
Suddenly, silently, you still might rise
Leave Him
By Trumbull Stickney
Leave him now quiet by the way
To rest apart.
I know what draws him to the dust alway
And churns him in the builder’s lime:
Monsters at Home”
By Simonne Stellenboom
You are my home.
But I know too well, that even
a home can house monsters.
Depression Is A Great White Shark”
By Mia Pratt
Depression is a great white shark
who navigates the green sea of my emotions
ravaging parts of my aching heart
with his teeth absorbed in bitterness and loneliness
leaving behind shipwrecks of life struggles
and broken relationships in his wake
“Tarry, Delight, So Seldom Met”
By A. E. Housman
Tarry, delight, so seldom met,
So sure to perish, tarry still;
Forbear to cease or languish yet,
Though soon you must and will.
By Sestos town, in Hero’s tower,
On Hero’s heart Leander lies;
The signal torch has burned its hour
And sputters as it dies.
Beneath him, in the nighted firth,
Between two continents complain
The seas he swam from earth to earth
And he must swim again.
This is all about Depression poems.