thought I would share a couple poems I did

Not really sure why I'm sharing these to be honest, I only did these for myself. I guess I would just like some honest opinions about them if anyone would be kind enough to tell me what they think. I'm no poet by the way, hell I'm not into poetry at all these were just something I tried to ease my mind. Just note that these are basically just a reflection of my true feelings, and since I'm having a hard time with depression right now don't expect rainbows and sunshine because there's nothing happy to be found here.

Here's the most recent one I finished:

Sad, lonely and depressed with no one to blame but myself.
I've packed up all hope and put it away on the highest shelf.
I try to reach for it now but it seems that it's just too high.
Not sure I care, should I give up, should I continue to try?

The shelf is much higher now since it just steadily climbs.
I can barely even see it now, these are indeed hard times.
I try to climb, but it's no use, I just can't find my grip.
I want to keep trying, but I continue to do nothing but slip.

The shelf is too high now, it's well out of my sight.
I can't climb anymore, so I'm through with this plight.
Since I can no longer see it I just really cannot cope.
I think I just need to admit it, I will never find my hope.

And here's the one I did before that:

Sometimes I stop and I feel like I've committed a murder
It seems like I've killed any chance to advance my life further
All momentum has stopped like I ran into a brick wall
I've simply ruined it all and now I watch myself fall
I try to pick myself up but it seems I'm here to stay
No matter how hard I try I just can't seem to find my way

Everywhere I look everything I see just seems to be hopeless
I'm trying to block it all out but I can't keep my focus
I really want to get away from all of this sadness and stress
But I've dug a hole so deep that I can't get out of this mess
So hand me a sturdy shovel so I can try and dig my way out
Without a hand to guide me then I'll be stuck with this doubt

I try so hard to work my way through all of my problems
But like a withering flower nothing in my life ever blossoms
Will I ever break free, I guess I'll have to wait and see
What if there's nothing for me, and this is how it's supposed to be
I search for the happiness but all I find is the sadness
I'd rather be laying in a casket than living in this madness

I think that they are both very good. I'm not really into poetry myself, although I was an English major in college. I think that they are well-crafted and expressive, though it saddens me that you feel this way. I hope that your writing helps you find an outlet for your negative feelings.

First ,welcome back
All of your poem is good ,but sad ,don't worry your situation and problems won't stay long ,everything will be alright.
Just stay strong.