Depression short stories and poems

Short things to read

Rain is peaceful. It's like the sky is crying with you. The clouds are gray and the sky is dark. There is no light, not even a spark.
-
Have you ever heard of love at first sight? I tend to think that stuff is just a myth but I'm starting to get unsure. It was of one day I came access this account... before I started talking to him for some reason... I couldn't stand the thought of not knowing him. He seemed so inspirational and nice based off his posts. I felt the urge to be friends so it was a yolo moment so I went for it.
-
We started talking every day. We shared funny moments and weird random thoughts that popped into our heads. The more he spoke the more I wanted. It was getting into an addiction. "Was he the addiction...?" Was the real question. I fell for him... Little by little each day. Everything about him was so amazing I felt foolish for thinking he would love me back. For I was just this small girl and he was everything to me.
-
She said to me... "Charlie I know your life is terrible because I'm in it." I stopped venting and got quiet. She then got up to leave bringing weird thoughts to my head. Maybe I'm insecure but I knew right then she needed to be in my life. I grabbed her hand and said... Stay with me.
-
I'm sorry I'm not good enough
I'm fine times are just rough
I loved you and you did too
But you broke my heart and loved somebody else
-
I'm sorry for being depressed
It's not to stress
I'm suicidal
But it's a shame you won't make it to the recital
My love for you is lost
It was not a worthy cost
I might as well die
There is nothing to do but cry
I'll slit my wrists
and won't be missed
But when you call
I won't be there at all
You can scream and shout
But I won't come out
I'm dead and you'll learn
It's now your turn
-
No one will believe us
Just because we're kids
It's difficult to explain
all this hatred and pain
Young but bold
Small not old
Underestimate
Can't translate
How we think and feel
They know it's not real
-
I don't fit in
I want to die
I'm tired of living a fucked up lie
I feel obsessed
And mentally stressed
So I'll take a teaspoon
And die by the moon 🌚
-
Pull the trigger kill me now
I would if I only knew how
The world is ending
There is no mending
Colors fade
I laid down into eternal sleep
If only you had heard me weep
Maybe I would still be alive
If only you had counted to five
Wish me luck I'm on my way
I'll see you on some other day
-
Oh but darling she was sad. She felt bad every day. With the children laughing at school, to the annoying anxiety of not getting a text back. She couldn't help but feel clingy, she wasn't jealous she just didn't want to loose you. She might've seemed needy but she deserves your attention. She felt the urge to write. To write out a story for anyone who was willing to listen. But no one did... thus making her more sad. The final thing she wrote was her death note, but who would know she's dead, if you never read her stories?
-
Feeling numb
I need rum
I'll get high
And want to die
I'm not a bitch
You're the witch
Who cast a spell
For me to tell
Can't you tell by my tone...
That i want you to leave me alone
-
I'm shaking, and aching
Darling it's breaking
I'm torn apart
It's not an art
It's too late for crying
I just feel like dying
I won't make it through life
So I'll fine knife
My veins will split
And that will be it
You never cared so... oh well
But now you'll have my story to tell
-
I think deep down everyone is in that state of mind where they know they should stop cutting but at the same time, they don't want to. The urge is so powerful you can't resist. You love the feeling of it, yet the same time you hate it. You love it because it makes you feel good and helps take stress off, but you hate it because it causes lies and guilt to close friends and family.
-
You need help because you don't know what to do sometimes... So you cut... You need a friend... So you cut... No one cares... So you cut... You are abused so you cut... You want to die so you cut... You are misunderstood so you cut...
-
I'm not going to annoy you. She's obviously more important. I'm going to keep quiet like a good little girl and cut until I die. But I'll stay smiling and you'll never know how long I'll live because deep down, I wanted you to be happy and so I stopped talking to you and you started to smile more. The next time I looked at you, you were holding someone else's hand and you were still happier than ever. But it's a shame you left a small little girl for someone else because she loved you so much, and as I speak I'm trembling with a blade at hand, drawing all over my skin. Clawing, leaving a stainless red gloss of death. And where were you? With her and I was stuck with the sinful death.
-
Deep down, I think we are all terrified of our friends. Sounds silly right? Being scared of the person you consider you're closest to. It's actually pretty stressful. Knowing whatever you do is being carefully looked and judged. If you're friends with preppy people and you like screamo you can be judged easily for not liking the band's your friends do or favoring the way other
-
People choose to commit suicide. We can't fucking help them. We may think we did, but the truth is we can't. Once someone says "Okay I'm going to kill myself." There's no talking them out of it. You can give them speeches, lectures, or reasons to stay, because if they're truly done with life, they won't listen to you. If they feel as though the only option is suicide, let them commit it or fail. If they fail it means they're getting a second chance or something with fate. If they succeed they weren't meant to live for the future. It sounds harsh but we need to quit sugar coating the truth. If they think that's the way happiness will be gained then let them. Everyone is their own person and they will decide what happens.
-
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I've never met anyone just like you
But
Cuts are red
Tears are blue
And you've made me want to commit suicide too