Somedays I barely hold on,

When all my strength is just gone.

The flames of agony are beyond compare,

As I watch them rise in despair.

I stumble and fall,

and can’t break down this terrible wall.

When will all this end?

Depression breaks whatever doesn’t bend.

There’s an ache in my chest

But I swear I’m doing my best.

Feels like my ship will drown,

without any lifeboats around.

Days are lifted in a haze,

And this doesn’t seem like just a phase.

I need one of those long hugs,

Cause it’s like my brain is infested with bugs.

I end this with a question at last.

Will depression ever become my past?

32 Comments

  1. I really hope it does become your past Isha. Depression is so horrible, you are very brave and write about it so well. Lots of big hugs from me. ❤️❤️❤️

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  2. Seems I read this some time earlier. You shared your heart, may you find peace for your soul. May you always have the courage, to find strength within every tomorrow. Every day is another step, and may the journey show the heart of a warrior! Blessings!

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