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Woods
To the roads between woods which I've never planned to go,
But still did,
Well lucky for me.
I still felt a connection through woods,
Like nature is a part of me,
Oh man how I love to roam in the woods.

Depression
Like the Moon she smiles
But she isn't really fine,
Like the Sun she rises
And her dreams being chased,

Like the sea
Set her free,

It all depends on her mood
Or the food
If it's good
Then is she too.

Tears fell from her eyes,
Yet nobody cares
But when she smiles,
Everybody thinks she's fine

She just wants to be happy,
But this world is crappy

Love is all she need,
But the world has it's own greed
At the day her laughter is heard,
In the night her cries are unheard.

Everybody thinks I write poetries very deep,
Because I cry myself to sleep
And to the fullest I weep
My sorrows disappearing in heap

Her eyes says it all
Every time a drop of tear falls
Every pain she recalls
And the pain in which she dwells

We all act as we are living our best life
But deep inside the pain we hide
Appears in those sparkly eyes
The fake smile we disguise.

Career
She went to her family to tell them about her dream
But after a few minutes she went back to her room to scream
She thought to jump in a stream
But she formed a positive team

She wanted a simple career
Now her talents started to appear
All the negativities started to disappear
The way to success was starting to get clear

She achieved her goal
From deep inside her soul
She's now rockin' and roll
She fell in a hole

And that was her success
Because she trusted the process
Now her talents were exposed
The doors to failure closed.

Life
Sometimes you wish you didn't exist,
Sometimes you're the happiest being on earth,
Sometimes you want to die,
Sometimes you want live forever,
Yes this is the life you have been blessed with,
This is the up and downs you have to face
This world would have been meaningless if It was lived with ease and luxury
It is better to be lived with struggles and hardwork.

It's gonna be alright!
Yet why do I always rely on others?
Why do I think a miracle would happen?
Why do I think someone's gonna save me from this?
I need to trust myself!
I need to believe in myself!
I need to have faith in myself!
I kept myself telling "it's gonna be okay, it's gonna be alright"
Only to realise Nothing was alright.
Now change this into...
I was the one who made things alright when they weren't,
I was the one who went through the hard times,
I was the one who found solutions to my problems
And I am going to be the one to get through this!
Just like me you're going to get through this
It's gonna be alright.

Rise
What's this feeling?
The headache is not just a headache but a feeling of fear that you'll be replaced
Someone else will be acknowledged in place of you,
You are useless now
The person who mattered the most in your life had replaced your place with someone else
It's just not a headache, also a heart ache
This pain well forever reside inside you
But you have to rise;

You have to rise even from the deepest seas
You have to heal from the brutal wounds
You have to accept the bitter truths
You have to get over the worst regrets
You have to get hurt incase become the strongest

Moon
For you the moon meant nothing but the earth's satellite,
But for me it was a part of my life
Everyday it would grow to the fullest, exactly how my depression takes over my body, his partner overthinking day by day more and more and finally the last day they take over to the fullest just like the moon is full the last day,
Now the moon disappears after becoming full like my depression
This day I am nothing by happy it starts again slowly rising depression increases and continues.
Whenever I am sad I sit by myself watching the moon thinking that someone also might be watching the moon right now, I simply pray for them, I wish them entire happiness and that they might never be watching the moon like I do when I'm sad, so that I may never have to pray for them again. After that I gather some hope for myself and go back to daily life.
I admire the moon; I wonder if the moon also has a dark side.

Decisions
As I look at this place again
It may or not be the same
The empty feeling you get after
You leave your home with memories
You've lived upto now.
Beautiful and terrible moments can
Only be lived once so make moments.
Cherish them, no matter how hard you try
You can't remember what you wanted to,
And the memories of past which you wanted to forget
Lives in your head rent free
The horrible nightmares of the past,
The sweet flashbacks of those memories
It's up to you to decide;
Overthink those nightmares and have regrets
Or move on and make more sweet memories

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