book of poems

Okovi

In the depths of despair, where shadows reside,
Lies a soul enchained, by depression's cruel tide.
Like shackles of sorrow, it tightly constricts,
Suffocating the spirit, leaving no room to exist.

The weight of its burden, a heavy embrace,
Drains the colors of life, leaving only gray space.
Each step feels like wading through thick, murky mud,
As the shackles of sadness drag through the blood.

But amidst the darkness, a glimmer of light,
A flicker of hope, shining ever so bright.
For even in shackles, the spirit can rise,
Breaking free from the chains that bind and confine.

With courage and strength, the battle is fought,
Seeking solace and healing, lessons are taught.
For depression may linger, but it does not define,
The worth and the beauty that within us reside.

So let us stand tall, united and strong,
Supporting each other, when things go wrong.
Together we'll break free, from the shackles that bind,
And find solace and peace, in the depths of our mind.

- Sab ♡