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                                           DEPRESSION: A HARMFUL PARASITE


I wonder how my life was before I faced you,

All the experiences were bright and new.

Happiness was my virtue,

Positivity was the only value.

I was like this in childhood,

My life was surrounded with green gardens and woods.

Stress free was the environment,

Because I was surrounded with the love and warmth of my parents.

As I grew up this contentment slowed down,

Unhealthy competition was growing around.

Peer pressure was never to be bound,

Teenage was proving to be foul.

My life was as dark as a rain filled cloud,

Just like the heavy rains wanting to express my pain out loud.

My mind filled with obnoxious thoughts,

With all these problems I knew I was alone who fought.

The cheerful soul in me had driven away,

With my confidence I was no more able to slay,

My talkative nature was no where,

All I knew was that the vehicle of my life had damaged its gear.

My dreams were getting crushed,

The success I knew I could achieve was lost.

My whole life due to depression had now been tossed,

Fighting with myself , battling with failure I was about to exhaust.

Restless , hopeless all by myself,

There came a hand to save me from the dangerous voyage.

She said, your life is not not void, don’t listen to those who call you paranoid,

Believe in yourself and all that troubles you will get destroyed.

I gathered the courage and sought help,

Without it my life would have not been well.

I am now the same as I was before,

All I am glad for now is that I am not on the depressed shore.


-Christina Miranda

SJYC

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