Depression
Punishes without any crime committed!
He makes individuals abye the amiss of others.
He could be a lifetime durance to one's soul
The victim walk flaneur like dead poles.
Their anguish cries only heard by them within their raptured souls.
Society turns deaf to them...
Scared in their own circumstances, hiding within the rolls of their hems.
He makes them scared, scared of their own shadows.
He is churlish... Yes! very despicable.
He makes them wear the same cloak day in day out!
In his world, they are Junoesque ready to be nursed by suicide
The monster sucks out life from them as if subscribed to a dementor!
A heart wrecking routine they go through every second.
Whoever created this barbarian should be a diet for maggots live!
Labels are plastered all over them by those dear to them,
Pretension is the only mask they possess...
As he makes them to dissimulate their true emotions from the rest of us.
He ensures they are belted on their unfriendly beds in a mental asylum
A wicked giant he is, making them lifeless and useless!
Wish they could be awarded with pure Horcruxes to memento about the dulceness of life again.
No one wants to taste that dementor kiss,
They did not choose to be in darkness!
He forced glorified mornings and bright days out of them.
Caliginosity took the limelight,
Like owls they live...
How cruel could you be?
Depression!
By LeboGFaith Samson
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