Here’s a poem I wrote when I was at the height of my depression. So, I have to warn you that it’s pretty depressing.
Ugly. Stupid. Unsuccessful. Chaotic. Loser. Nothing!
Original poetry by Carole Leila Cramer-Banks
I admit that this poem may not be for everyone. However, for those that will understand this, I’m truly sorry that you do. I really just wanted to get it out when I was feeling like this. I was hoping, that by writing it out, that the feelings would magically go away. They didn’t, but I am learning how to deal with them. I hope reading this doesn’t trigger any old or new feelings for you.
Let me know what you think, in the comments!