Depression
Ahangar Iqra Aziz
Depression leaves you lost
That is all
And in a way, I guess it’s true
In every other way, it’s a lie
Today you ask me what depression is
I m tired, I say
Feeling of sadness; loneliness; tearfullness
Emptiness and hopelessness
Depression is a murder
It kills me everyday
I look in the mirror
And I see these things
It’s a deadly message
That destroys my both heart and soul
It’s a sea of emotions
I’m drowned everyday
It’s a tortured without mercy
Tears and words my heart can’t express
Everything seeming impossible to bear
I call these days ‘The Dark Days’
I feel suffocated, embrassed and ashamed
I am unaware of what is happening?
I am walking dead
It steals my everything, I once had
It’s not that I can’t be happy
It’s a despite how hard I try to overcome it
But I can’t bring myself to be happy
Depression is like a war
You either win
Or you die trying
And I’m afraid to say I’m losing
(The author is a Student atTarget PMT Parraypora)
