September 1, 2011
By Write123456 BRONZE, East Moriches, New York
Write123456 BRONZE, East Moriches, New York
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It likes to sit and wait,
Such a patient Creature

It can wait days before it wakes up,
Such a sleepy little Creature

Its host can be sitting on their bed, or in a crowd room,
Creature doesn’t mind

The host feels empty, tired, and alone,
But Creature is always there for them,

The host reminds themselves that they are needed, wanted,
Creature asks calmly and politely, as it always does, by who?

The creature takes another piece of the host’s heart,
But only always just the right amount to hurt the Host, Creature is so generous

The host feels a pain in their chest, and sense Creature’s rising
Creature senses the host too, but diligent Creature doesn’t stop

The pain spreads, the host tries to breath, their fingers curling in fists to bear it
But Creature keeps the pain slow and blunt, never sharp, for it is merciful

The host makes fists and tries not to fight Sadness, Loneliness and, Hopelessness
But they are Creature’s children, they too are forgiving, and stay with the host

The host feels hollow and feels alone, wishing for to fill the gap
Creature is helpful, it fills the hole with ice cold misery so it’s not so empty

Lonely and sad, the host’s eyes fill with tears, which they try to hid
But they can’t hide from kind Creature

The host wishes hard, from someone to love, to care, to save them
But loyal Creature won’t leave; it will stay with the Host until the end

The author's comments:
This poem is about depression. Depressing, yes, but I felt this was the best way to describe those moments when depression is at its worst. It truly is like a parasite and its hard to push it away.

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