In the shadows, deep and dark, Where whispers echo, cold and stark. A weight upon the weary soul, A silent scream, an endless toll.
Days drag on, like endless night, Lost in a maze, devoid of light. Smiling faces, masks we wear, But inside, a storm of despair.
Lonely hearts, in crowded rooms, Wandering souls, in silent tombs. Every breath, a battle fought, In the war within, where hope is sought.
Yet, in the depths, a flicker glows, A tiny spark, amidst the throes. Strength arises, from deepest pain, In the heart of darkness, light remains.
So hold on tight, don't let go, You're not alone, in this ebb and flow. Reach out, speak up, and take a stand, For even in darkness, there's a helping hand.
-Shree Chowdhury (my real name)
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depression
Randomplease who ever is reading this be fine. live your life to the fullest!! go out , eat properly, do whatever you like cause in the end no one expect you yourself will be there in trouble... don't end your life you are worth every thing in this world...
