In the Darkest Hour of the Night
In the darkest hour of the night…
A bright idea was born….
Writing my way out of the Depression!!!!
Depression that was nourished by unforgiven hurts…
Emotion that had grasped the mind….
And crippled every aspects of life…
In the darkest hour of the night…
A bright idea was born…
Sitting in a closed room staring at the blank walls….
Wondering at the voidness that was growing…
Just stumbled on a thought called” One life”…
A single chance to live….
In the darkest hour of the night…
A bright idea was born…
An urge to find that was lost…
Faith to rebuild stood strong….
Desire subtly replaced Depression!!!
Desire is the drug to life…I discovered….
Copyright © Puja Parida | Year Posted 2014
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