Ups And Downs
Depression
One Day

Ups And Downs

High as a kite in a world full of praise
They love my voices, my feelings within
Reality on overload, not knowing what’s right or wrong
The lines are blurred, not sure on which side I sit

I’ve learnt not to trust my instinct, my gut
What I believe, what I desire, what I need
Creating a duality, a voice inside that brings me up
When things go well, when things go bad

Dropped down into the dead of night
An ocean deep, no land in sight
The blackness is as real as day
But they tell me they don’t see it that way

The things I see might not exist
And what exists isn’t always what I see
With all this crap inside my head
Is it any wonder that I wish my life away?

Up and down, weaving in and out
A game of chess my fragile mind
One I can’t win – I don’t know how
Won’t somebody show me?
Show me – please?

Rachel Studley © 2003

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Depression

When pain and despair overtake,
And the front you portray is just a fake.
When you put up barriers and shut right down,
And the only expression your face knows is frown.
When life loses its meaning and worth,
And the hole you’re in is filling with earth.
When you’ve hit rock bottom but keep on going,
And the irrational thoughts are overflowing.
When your mind’s in confusion, turmoil, despair,
And you feel so alone like no one could care.
When you feel like you just can’t go on anymore,
And you feel your only escape is that appealing trapdoor.

Elisabeth Emmett © 2001

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One Day

one day
he stopped
and sat down
no
he was sitting down
and he never got up

no it was that morning
he never got out of bed

no that’s not it
it was the morning before

no that’s not it either
it was the morning before that

no no that’s all wrong
it wasn’t that he stopped
the truth is he never got started

Jo Twist © 2003