Depression
Depression
Crying and creeping thoughts was what I kept on piling up , life was becoming more odd a punishment rather than a boon
I lost on my instances
I gave up on many stances
The pain of failures is dwelling inside
The hope is transformed into agony
The desire for happiness is murdered at every instances
You call it loneliness
I call it depression
The desire is burning out
The passion is turning down
The emotions are dying
The agony is killing me softly
The pain is creeping deeply inside
I am depressed ,
I am sad ,
I am weak
Yet my feelings are strong
I lost my battle to be happy
My soul companion was Sadness and pain
My emotions went into grave of pain and silence
This is what I call
DEPRESSION
I ll fight , I ll fall , but I ll conquer and defeat it with my grits