book of poems

Elegy Of Sadness

In these elegiac lines, my heart does weep,
For those tormented by inner demons deep.
Through the labyrinth of their troubled mind,
They traverse a darkness few can find.

Mental illness, a relentless foe,
Unseen battles waged, where no one knows,
The depths of despair and overwhelming strife,
That haunt the corners of their fragile life.

The demons, whispers echoing in their ears,
Distorting thoughts, awakening their fears.
Their once vibrant soul, now weary and worn,
In the tempest of their mind, they are torn.

Each day a labyrinth of endless despair,
They grapple with demons that linger there.
But let us not judge or cast them aside,
For they fight a battle with strength we can't abide.

Oh, the weight they carry, burdens untold,
The tales of anguish, their stories unfold.
Their pain, a silent scream in the night,
As they wage this private, internal fight.

Let compassion be the balm for their pain,
A beacon of hope to kindle their flame.
With empathy and support, let us stand,
A lifeline extended, a helping hand.

For within the tempest, a ray of light,
The promise of healing, burning so bright.
Together, we'll unravel the knots within,
And guide them towards the light where they'll begin.

So let us mourn the battles fought and lost,
The lives claimed by this unyielding cost.
May their memory inspire us to take a stand,
To understand, to lend a helping hand.

For in their struggle, we all have a part,
To break the chains that bind the troubled heart.
May love and understanding pave the way,
As we walk beside them, come what may.

This elegy, a tribute to their plight,
A plea for understanding, to set things right.
May we shine a light on their darkness within,
And help them find peace, where demons have been.

- Sab ♡