Depression

I was once there,
Nobody cared,
For words, I was lost
Filled with tire and exhaust
Living in a superficial mess
Life was a game of chess

I'd lost my mates, lost my queen
An astonishingly dark scene
That being, in my life, the most critical situation
They call it depression
My neck inches to the knife
holding on to dear life

Not anymore could I cry
I wished to die
That day, that moment,
I saw myself as my own opponent
If I had done it, everything would've been gone
Everything I had ever worked for'd be forgot

So many souls, so many dreams, I'm simply a speck of dust
Don't ever look back, even I've felt crushed
I don't have many friends, don't be taken aback
Legends never come in packs, and I trust myself to have my back
Now I am, the only one, shining through my window like a light ray
I have come to love myself for who I was, am and hope to be one day

Today I walk, smiling, ear to ear
The burden of fear, I no longer have to bear
Proud, I am, to know, my dream, I accomplished
And didn't leave the world, with my purpose unfinished
I am not born to die sad,
I rewrite my destiny, again on my scratchpad

Till I am happy, I try it again
Write it again and again with my golden pen
This pretty paradise, they forgot to capture
In my life a brand new chapter
Go on with your life bravely
Your future waits for you to shine brightly

-Jayashree Harish
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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