POEMS ABOUT DEPRESSION, HEALING DEPRESSION
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DEEPLY PRESSED

I have been depressed.

Deeply pressed.
So pressed that I couldn’t see
who was the one 
that was pressing me.

One day in my bedroom
I turned on the light,
and that’s when I saw it.
What a scary sight!

It looked just like...
oh no, it can’t be!
Human hair, nose, eyes,
and...  it was looking at me!

I picked up a hammer
and hit it, it was weird.
It made the strangest sound
and then... it disappeared.

Since then I’ve been happy,
but now and then I step
on a piece of broken glass
from the mirror by my bed.  

 
LILIANA KOHANN
©Artpeace 2002

PROCRASTINATION AND DEPRESSION

Procrastination and Depression
I can’t stand the two of you.
Procrastination and Depression
you ruin everything I do.

Every time I’m doing better,     
my heart fills with brand new hope, 
you are standing right behind me, 
ever tightening your black rope.

Yes, you overtake my body
like a virus, with no end.
All my positive intentions 
are destroyed within your hands. 

At times when I tell myself
to be loving to myself,       
you are right around the corner
and my self-love goes to hell.

Every time that I feel stronger
and I have a successful day,
you show up out of nowhere
and what's sad —  I let you stay.




LILIANA KOHANN
©Artpeace 2002
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