The worst part about depression is,

People who don’t have it, they just don’t get it

Has been a while since I penned down my real thoughts, Unexpressed Emotions, unsaid stories and unsung battles …

All I did was frown over the lost battles and mistaken shots, Looked down upon myself, smilingly accepting wrong blames …

I had become a part of a miserable mess, created with my own despondency, Perhaps that’s depression, that’s what it does to people – Cause Misery …

Hurricane of emotions at once and empty at the other stance, There were lighter nights and darker mornings, I felt broken not lonely…

The fake smile got heavier on the face, the eyes craved to shed tears, Nothing moved a bit each time they said the three words, “Are you okay?”

Until one day I saw the Sun shine brighter and world gleam with joy, Sky seemed clearer than ever, life somehow seemed to make sense.

I saw a better version of me, the one that had identified the power of hope, And what it could possibly achieve! How the heart could smile so blissfully!

Yes, things take time but you got to keep trying, you got to be patient, It might not happen overnight but it will. I fixed myself, so shall you…

That’s what it does to people, that’s what hope does to people! Even though the agitation remains, I don’t fall anymore but fly… I dream…