Mental Health Awareness Month: Poetry as a reflection on an individual’s experience
This article is part of a series for Mental Health Awareness Month
Depression and anxiety are two very prevalent mental illnesses. Often, people doesn’t understand the daily struggle of people who suffer from these illnesses, and it’s difficult for people with depression or anxiety to explain what they’re going through.
As someone who suffers from both, I know the struggles. Since I try to be a happy, bubbly person, this may be surprising. Like many people, I try to put on a mask so as not to be judged or seem weak. I also know the importance of talking about mental illness, in an effort to raise awareness and create understanding.
It’s important for everyone to have outlets for anxiety, grief and other stresses in life, and it’s especially important for those of us with depression and anxiety. Some people use painting, drawing, physical activity, going for drives, photography, or other hobbies as an outlet. While I enjoy many of those activities, I’ve also found that writing things down is very beneficial. Rather than bottling things up, writing helps me to gain perspective and relax.
Here are some poems I wrote, which reflect on the experience of depression and anxiety. The poems are not meant to be disheartening or overly-dramatic. They are mean to be a reflection on, and a window into, an individual’s experience.
Fading Colors
The colorful world around me slowly turns black and white
The vivid color once so bright and full of light
Is now shrouded in darkness and despair
My spirit is slowly losing the youthful hopefulness.
Happiness used to be genuine
Now smiles and laughter are forced
It’s like being locked in a room with no way out
Unless the walls crumble to the ground.
The Brain, A Restless Place
Some nights her mind won’t shut itself off
It continues to work and process information
She can’t sleep, the activity keeps her awake all night
When the exhaustion starts to set in, she loses her mind
People think she’s insane because she laughs at nothing
When in reality, it is because she’s drained from no sleep.
Her brain continues to go over things that happened long ago
Replaying what she should have said or what shouldn’t have been said
She thinks about her actions and if they were the right decision
Sometimes they aren’t but it’s too late now to go back and change it
She wishes she could fall asleep with ease, people telling her to take melatonin
But it doesn’t help, she still lies there hoping that any minute she will fall asleep.
She becomes irritated at herself because all she wants to do is sleep
And if she does fall asleep, she never knows if she’s going to be up at 2 AM or 3 AM
Then the whole process starts all over again with her not getting any sleep
The exhaustion involves agitation because it leads to headaches
And she never knows if they are going to last a day or two or even a week.
Losing Ourselves
Everyone always tells her that she needs a happier muse
She tries to find one but is never able to find its use
Negativity is like a magnet she feels its attraction to her personality
She used to be a happy person but then life happened and she got older
And got the life sucked right out of her
Causing her to lose her positive outlook on life.
She continued to fall into the depths of despair
She tried to catch herself but is unsuccessful
She never stops, she keeps spiraling on a downward trend
She wishes that she could stop and find her way back
To see the light in the world again
She has no fire to light her way, she’s stuck.
Losing herself is the hardest part
She doesn’t know who she is anymore
Is she even a person or just an idea?
Does she even really have a truss
Or is she supposed to take on the world alone
Will she ever find herself again and have assurance?
We continue on the path of life
Never really finding who we are
Or why we were put here in the first place
We may never find the answers we are looking for
And may never find ourselves either
We lose our positivity and our happiness in the process.