Tuesday, 16 December 2025

Depression

 Depression



The darkness which engulfs,

The silence which is very loud;

Life which feels almost dead:

You try to rise, you try to walk,

You try to call, you try to do anything;

Alas! You fail- miserably:

There is no goal, no hope,

No drive, No light.

So hard to even breathe:


Each time you gather the pieces,

Another trigger, pulls you down;

No matter, how determined you are,

The loop is very deadly;

We are so close to death,

It feels easier, to slip :

than to Hold On!

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