My Depression, a Poem

Yvonne M. Glasgow, Ph.D.

I have been corrupted by my dreams

They lead me down paths that have no ending

My heart continues breaking without mending

As I dream a dream of a better future

Something wishes won't make come true.


The dreams are all about me failing

I want to be a success, dreams come true

But somewhere I lost myself, who?

Whom am I if I am not the me I was

I can't find myself again in all that was lost.


Depression takes away my creative thought

It kills my dreams and my hopes of winning

Something that kept me going in the beginning

Now I am nothing, no one

Now I am just a failure going no where.


I try not to let the pain show

But it seeps through the cracks that are dry

It slips like tears out of my eyes while I cry

Giving up is something I won't do

But that doesn't mean I am happy.

Published by Yvonne M. Glasgow, Ph.D.

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  • Kimberly Glasgow8/31/2011

    I can relate D: But cheer up, someday it will all end!

  • Mike Spain8/30/2011

    I liked the poem, thanks for sharing!

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