Freed Slave

I purchased my freedom from you.

My hair was the price.

Your memories were written in cursive 

on each curly strand that fell.

Your darkness is the reason

it was the purity of white.

You killed me once.

You killed me twice.

If anything,

I've become immortal.

I purchased my freedom from you.

My hair was the price.

You went with it.

Now I am your master.

You are my prisoner.

You are imprisoned in the tip of my pen.

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PLEASE READ TILL THE END.

Countless number of people are victims of depression across the globe. Many commit suicide.

Depression is NOT any different from all those killings going on.

It is the worst form of terrorism. Its bullets fire from within.

Consider this the same as War on Terror.

FIGHT DEPRESSION.

Yes you can! 

I know it.

Your soul is stronger. 

"What hurts you blesses you.

Darkness is your candle."_Rumi.

Add the hashtag #fightdepression with your writing. Just spread the message.