04/11/2023
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๐ง๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ง๐๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ก.
The wings of my hope
has been clipped by the sharp
pangs of a long term depression
The lightness of my thoughts
has been switched off,
I shuttled in a fuzzy direction
like a crab in a borrow,
searching for my thought's switch
The time I got close to the
switch, the hands of weariness
nudged me, I collapsed in the
sombre confusion
I tumbled harder in the
sombre confusion,
wriggled in torment cage,
my imagination disabled,
my peace of mind crippled,
the brilliance of my vision
got bedazzled in the throne
of sombre confusion
I screamed audibly for help,
but the Wolf in my heart
didn't allow the thunder of
my voice to strike sound via
my lips, and perch on the
ears of legion folks
This is where it hurtsโ
seeing the fuming flames of
depression roasting the temple
of my happiness impotently
like a withered grass that burns
without anyone around to
quench the fire.
-๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฒ ๐๐ด๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ.