Alone and Unwell

Never make one alone & unwell... Oh God, not both at the same time ! Better give him a couple of passes to Hell... I articulate this from the experience of mine...! It is really an overdose.... Like insult added to injury ! When melancholy slowly grows... Along with the clouds of misery ! There is really none to share Or reduce the pangs of the disease One encounters alone....his depression & despair And the endless mood of unease...! Make one unwell when someone else Is there to deprive the disease of obscurity Because breathes are a disease when loneliness dwells Being unwell is an unfair insecurity...!