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A Letter To You

Dear Depression, you’ve taken too much. Too much time, too much potential, too much life. Burned too many bridges and flooded too many streets. It’s time you drowned in your own tide. You won’t be able to hide in the back of the room or in the shadows. You won’t be able to use the rain to cover your tracks. This ends here, and now. See you soon, and for the last time.

By Josh MorganPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
A Letter To You
Photo by Hoyoun Lee on Unsplash

If I could write you letter- I’d use the most hateful speech


If I could meet you in person-I'd hurt you beyond anyone's reach


So you could feel the torment you've brought upon so many


Endless comparisons and a complete absence of compassion


Constantly critiquing with your "constructive criticism"


Compiling conspiracies and creating conflict within the confines you've created in my mind


If only I could find you- Your remains would compare to the worst of war crimes


Because of what you've done to me


When I look in the mirror I dont like what I see


Never really satisfied, even with the best of me

And don't get me started on the rest of me


This feeling, inadequate- will certainly be the death of me

And you better believe I'm definitely taking you with me

And if you asked me... Why so insecure?


I’d say to you… That you don't have a cure


This is what you've done to me


When it comes to myself I just can't see clear


My vision is blurry like I dropped my contacts


Now I’m scrolling through my phone dropping contacts-


Because all my thoughts of myself are out of context


Floods of discontentment, self-projected on people surrounding me


The curse of the perfectionist isn't so self-inflicted


But has such an area of effect in which so many people are affected


Are you proud of yourself? “The Silent Weapon” The only killer that cops can't catch


But belleve me when I say that your reign will reach the end of its stretch


And you will reap what you've sown


Soon you will feel ten fold of what pain only those like me have ever known


And all else of what you've done to me

sad poetry

About the Creator

Josh Morgan

Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.

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  • Test2 years ago

    I couldn't stop reading. Your writing was really well done!

  • What a great letter to depression! Depression needs to go away! Be happy! Great work!

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