A Poem To A Friend With Depression

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This is the second poem that I have ever published. The video is shot in various locations in Thessaloniki, Greece. The characters and the themes of the poem are fragments of my own life and experiences and it was written in hopes of providing comfort to people in similar positions. I want to thank my friends for doing a few cameos in this production and for supporting me in this project. I hope you enjoy it, Internet Friends.

Forever Humbled,
A kid with a camera

Second channel

🔰References

-The narrator is Tyler

-The music
LO.OSE - Cover Of The White Wall

🔰Communities

🔰My equipment:
I film handheld with a Panasonic Lumix
G80
GX80
📷Olympus M.Zuiko Digital 45mm F1.8 Lens

🔰A Poem To A Friend With Depression by illneas
Where did you hide your smile?

Is it beneath your tongue or did you hide it on a drawing you made years ago?

Is it trapped behind the glass of a framed picture or did you hide it in a shoebox under your bed?

where you keep all those objects... ticket stubs, poems, pebbles from the seaside we visited

I wish you left your room more often or at least you allowed me to visit you

You said "the odyssey of our lives could be more than an oscillation between the things we didn't choose"

Therefore I shouldn't worry about you

When we were kids you used to give all your favorite toys away and I thought maybe this is what happened to your smile

You simply gave it away

I asked your parents about it and they told me that they did everything they could

I asked your friends about it and they told me it's impossible to help a friend with depression

You used to gift your smile to everyone so proudly until the day you didn't

The memory of you radiating happiness is fading

The best poems are hidden under a bed in a shoebox
maybe like your smile

Yesterday a stranger smiled at me
I smiled back at them
And for some reason, I knew

Dear Friend,
I wrote this poem to tell you
that I found your smile
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“when we were kids you used to give all your favorite toys away, and I thought maybe this is what happened to your smile” That line broke me.

LittleMissMurder
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The people who watch it themselves without it being sent by a friend are on a whole other level of

asitisAnna
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I now hereby declare all of you people in the comment section my beloved friends 💜. Hi! How you doing??

aturengti
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"...the odyssey of our lives could be more than an oscillation between the things we didn't choose."

geese.with.knives
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It's kind of comforting to know that somewhere someone is there for you even if you don't know them.

neelam
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Im in that time in which I can't hide my depression anymore. I can't smile even if I were to fake it...
I do not feel myself anymore. Im just shadow of what I used to be.

narimancharkie
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"Yesterday a stranger smiled at me, I smiled back at them. And for some reason, I knew... Dear friend. I rote this poem to tell you... That i found your smile" - That made me cry out of nowhere

FearTheCrazyPotato
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How beautiful and heart warming it would be TO BE that one friend who actually believes that IT IS possible to help a friend with depression.
And this piece is so accurate at many levels.

jenn_
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Dear a kid with a camera,
What a beautiful poem. It is very possible to help a friend. Just being there with them, sitting side by side. That smile, the one that comes very rarely, is so perfect. I always try to do anything I can to bring that out. A poem hasn’t brought me to tears in a very long time. But this one did. Anyone reading this remember to smile to a stranger today, it might be the only one they get.
Keep creating,
An internet friend

egloveall
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To my friend who lost to the demons in his head. I miss you everyday. ❤️

AB
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I remember the first day when I went to college after being diagnosed with depression, I do remember my friends staring at me waiting for my jokes to hit the conversation...
The worst part was when my best friend dumped me and left...it was hard with all the medications, studying, and a bad financial situation of the family....what a tough days...I do miss my smile, yeah, I do miss it, and idk me or depression, who will end this sorrow....
But this poem described everything, no body notice that little thing missing in me, except me, and sometimes my friends....it’s like someone really wrote it for me...God...thank you dear illneas

noorabd
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there are no complex words here, no over the top vocabulary. and yet you have managed to explain something I have been struggling to write about so beautifully. How does one manage to put something so complicated and harrowing within the confines of such simple yet profound lines? this is most probably the most saddest and beautiful video on this channel. I have no words.

its_leyl.a
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My heart skipped a beat after reading the title
How did he know about me?
Then I realised, it's YouTube and it's for everyone :)

We're all on the same boat friends 🙂

Arjun-xvzm
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Just be there. If they know you wont go anywhere, they'll one day look for you and accept your help.

a.m.scape_
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How coincidental that a few days ago I actually wrote a poem of how everybody asks why I've changed and don't smile like I used to or how nowadays I'm not as cheerful as I used to be.

foodytraveller.
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I feel like this poem is speaking to me, it is comforting to have someone notices that there is something not right with you. Personally in real life nobody notices how I've changed, that I haven't been myself for a year and a half. This video helps a little. Thank you.

audreinevers
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*"Work for a cause, not for an applause. Live life to express, not to impress."*

Love from a small YouTuber <3

taabishkhanself-improvemen
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Even if you feel like you're all alone, and that no one likes you, you can always come to videos like these. People here are always so nice and so supportive.
I am so sorry for whatever reason you are here, and I don't want to lie, so I won't say it will get better right now, but it will later. In the next 3, 5 or even 10 years, you probably would be "ahh, this? That's the past!" And you will laugh about it. You will laugh, because you were strong enough to not give up, and you kept trying. You didn't give up, and that's why you're laughing, because, you did it. You made it. You overcome the problem, and you made progress.
And I'm proud of you. Even if you haven't gotten there yet, even if you feel like you're stuck on the same page, repeating the same painful days over and over again, I am still proud of you. I am proud of you because you are here for another day. I am proud because you woke up. I am proud that you keep being storng and keep living. I am proud of your grades or work in general, you sure must had worked hard to achieve the results. I am proud for that little smile you have when you see cute animal. I am proud of your tears, because you were strong, and let them out. I am proud because you are you.
Don't change for others, they don't deserve you if they don't like you just the way you are.
Don't let their mean words into your brain, sure, they are hurtful, but these people are assholes for picking on others.
Don't stop trying, because you're doing so well. I'm proud of you for getting this far

RedpurrFox
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my dad had severe depression but he's fine now. It wasn't easy, at times I was really mad at him for making us go through that with him, I didn't really understand that it's not necessary to have a REASON to feel depressed. For all those who feel depressed please keep fighting and seek help.

tkherbiaproject
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That ending gave me chills.. best poem I've heard in a while.

miserywas