10 chairs to sulk
9 patients waiting (suffering)
8 windows to escape
Everyone in the waiting hall guessing my 'disease'
7 plants standing tall
6 dead among them
5 magazines on the table
And suddenly my name gets called out
4 walls closing in on me
3 doctors waiting
2 clipboards pulled out
1 common question (And we're back to square one)
"What prompted you to take such an extreme step?"
0 reasons to tell
-1 times smiled through this
-2 times rolled my sleeves down
-3 times lied like a pro
-4 times filled the feedback form saying that therapy helps me
-5 times actually survived therapy.
Also I don't understand how can therapy work if 99.9% people (especially in India) think I'm 'mental'?
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Reaper In The Dusk.
Poetry| Compilation of poems about depression｜ I present you the wounds that never showed on me which are deeper than anything that bleeds. This is my only chance to escape free a penalty for my deeds. My head is a very dark place. Which needs to be cared...
