Depression Poems:
The Animal Within

by Nate
(Healdsburg, CA)

Anger, hatred, these are my friends

I do not give faith, encouragement, or hope
I cry out in rage, my patience is thin
No good can I do, nor do I want to do

I rule all my world, at least through my eyes
Selfishness and greed are sweet to my soul
Nothing can stop me, not even my will
It's too late for mercy, I've chosen my destiny

No one stands in my way
Most dare not even look
I understand their shock
It's how I once felt

My mind is sharp as freshly made dirk
I use it to wound, do evil, and kill
My hope for this world is to watch it burn
No good can I see or do I want here

When my time is done
I'll look back in glee
For my scars will be left
None escape from me

No one can want this life that I live
It's hardly a burden, it's more of a gift
The thrill of this evil is more than I deserve
I shall not hold back why must I forgive

Some call me an animal, others a maniac
I take both with pleasure as compliments would
And give not my sentiment
For this, is the greatest sin


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Nate,

Wow! This is very powerful and very dark. I am publishing this in support of your need to express yourself in this way. However, I do hope that you find a path that will bring you to light, love and hope and that you choose to walk on that path as opposed to embracing the dark, evil energy that consumes you.

Love is a much more powerful, much more rewarding emotion to embrace than hatred. I hope that you will soon discover this for yourself.

Dana