A poem about a life of a guy trapped with anxiety and depression...
He was a suicide survivor who regrets he's alive because of his habit of hurting the one he love a lot.
Life can be gloomy and heavy sometimes, but when you least expect it, you may encounter a fresh gust of wind that brings the warmth of love. In those moments, the clouds of melancholy and despair part, and there is a ceasefire of the blues!