Depression Is The Side Effect Of Dying
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"Depression is the side effect of dying"
When we take birth we know that we are taking one step towards death every moment . And that thought shakes. But there are times when we feel lost; we feel broken; we feel shattered. Our sadness, worries, tensions etc make us feel hopeless. It is at these moments when we just want to die, when we just want to let loose our holds to this world and feel like God should call us to his country. I also have faced such moments, and have, fortunately overcome them.It was at such a time that I wrote this poem, and as writing poems seem to take away my pain, I wrote. A poem is a best way to express my feelings. So hope you enjoy it
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