Depression is a serious disease. It's not a mood swing. It's not just sadness. If I am just sad over something, just overthinking maybe, you can say don't be sad and it may make me chuck it and move on. But depression does not go away by "don't be depressed" advice. I wish it was that easy. I wish it was a choice to not be depressed. But sadly, we don't have a choice, my friend. It grips us. It consumes us. It controls us. Do you think we don't try? Do you think we don't pray? Do you think we don't try everything that everyone has ever said that it may help come out of depression? We do everything, every single thing, okay? But some people are just not lucky enough. They can't win this battle. They don't want to lose. They don't want to die. They are not COWARDS. They are just victims here, victims of something that broke them beyond repair. . You guys make it worse when you laugh it off, this depression, that it's cool, you know, just get over it. No. No, it doesn't work like that. The anxiety hits you like a tsunami out of nowhere. You struggle to breathe. Your body goes cold. Your veins feel the burning. Your stomach gets all cramped up. You shake. You freeze. You feel a million things in moment and you feel nothing at all too. Confusing? You have no idea. You have no idea how painful it is when only you know tha pain. You feel helpless as no one understands what you are going through. You keep smiling and laughing so that people don't ask you stupid questions such as "Why are you sad? Be happy, bro." We ignore the discussion because your talks are so empty, because your care is so shallow and because your solutions are just "take care." But we get tired of the smiles and laughter, daily. We burst into tears, screaming, pleading for only one mercy. We just want someone to understand what we are going through. . We wish for someone to know how this darkness consumes us. Not everyone is lucky, my friend. Depression is a killer that kills with it's smile. And I am not asking for your pity. I am not "SEEKING ATTENTION." I am not trying to gain sympathy. I am asking you to understand the gravity of it all. I am requesting you to not judge us who are suffering. I am pleading with you to not laugh at our tears. Am I asking for too much? Your one "cool" rude comment can trigger us into a rage of frustration. We won't write your name in our last letter, don't worry, but you will know in your heart what you did. And your one smile, one kind word would have saved us so many times already. You don't know. You never know, my friend. We are holding onto such a fine thread here. We swing between tears and laughter in a second. We are not weak. We are not cowards. We are not selfish. We are not negative. We are not snowflakes. We are just humans. We are just humans who feel. And sometimes, that's enough to be trapped into this darkness. And no, it's not an attention-seeking death call. I was just telling you how it feels. We are not giving up. We don't want to die. We love our families. We have dreams. We want to live. We want to smile. We want to fall in love. We want to have fun with our friends. We want to be happy. We just want you to understand us. We just want you to not make it worse for us. We just want you to be human. We just want you to give us a hug. We just want you to really talk to us when we talk about our problems, like really talk, not just small talk. . Just sit with us and talk. We will open up our wounded soul to you. But please listen to us. That's all. That's all we ask for. Can you give us that? Can you give us your kindness? Can you help us? Ask this to yourself and then share it to others whether they want to help us too. Just remember, understanding our pain after we are no more is of no use. You need to understand our pain when we are alive.
It's been a decade since she turned up, peeped out and flattered her broken wings. Dense hursts or lucid moonlights, She's nowhere to be seen, anymore. she's concealed in, staved of, tamed in, as always.
Once she used to be a ball of sunshine, once upon a time. I still remember, she had her little chipmunk with, held in a cheap purse, knotted her shoelace, no worries, no whines, no bars she pops out her mellow smiles and set out.
a heart of crystal breeds she had a charm, Authenticity. wherever she went, whatever she did, whoever she met, she had a glow in face, a smirk in lips and a warmth in words.
As she grew up, eyes fall upon her, stares glued on her, greedy whispers enkindling in, all around, craving for, sell her out. the sunshine soon faded in, sucked in, turned into a deem blurred ray. A constant girly girl, responsible, responsibilities, she was soon overlapped out. Her colours and crayons, her rainbows, her lustres were drained out, choked in and she soon lost in an endless grip of emptiness and dissonance.
Since weeks , last and a few , Under this regime , dark and new , Life , seems to travel , through a tunnel , of time , that's long and hollow , deep and shallow , beyond sublime ,
The past , the end at the back , Memories linger , mind keeps track , Moments of happiness and joy , Past achievements , that's some light That can be used , to nullify some plight In all the ongoing cold , that's something needed , kind of a warm , Let's use that , to regain some charm
The present , it's the journey , tiresome and long But it's also an opportunity , undoing some wrong It's time for healing , both body and mind That's a chance , for some rejuvenating , of a kind It's the perfect time , to sow some hope , under the clouds of gloom , when the sky is cleared , then that would Bloom , It's a time to hold on , maintaining it constant, For no constellation , you can have it instant
The future , lies ahead , at the distant end , We need to move on , instead of apprehend Nothing is permanent , not even this plight , At the near future , this tunnel, opens into light Killing the jinx , it's a walkover to times , bright Those who can beat the greys , break the barriers Life ,it favors , those brave , unarmed warriors So , let's move ahead , like a contingent The time , asks us to be , knowable and cognizant
Let's all meet again At the future gate Inculcating Love , burying hate , Let's change , positively , the Future and Fate For , We're a species , that can rewrite , Even time and date