A silent culprit of the victims of reality. A cruel unknown punishment of the four chambers of thought. No rash, no fever, no blood tests to scurry people in concern, just a slow acidic erosion on oneself, as insidious cancer, a solidarity experience in a room with your name on it.
Its a disease feeding on ones vulnerabilities. Preying on happiness and addiction to escape the thought. Whose door will it go knocking tonight? Crawling into minds and loathing on insecurities. A modern plague that world fails to notice. It creeps upon slithering into the silence of time rattling in our brain.
A living dead that forbid to live. Scattered in the ashes of a memory so distant. Succumbing to the accept it or living in pain by drowning in the bitterness of alcohol and cigars. Staring into minutes, hours and days till you cannot fell your body no more.No invitation nor an exit door to this game. What hides behind the shield of healthy smile is a shadow of darkness and despair. A lonely stagnation of gloom. Hearing nothing but the silence sinking into nausea of spiraling notions. Drenched in sorrow till darkness covers you like a second layer of skin.
Depression is more than just a mental illness. Its a silent disease and it does not come with warning nor symptoms. It is paralysis of ones emotion. Its a slow poison of void and nothing but emptiness. I want to reflect a thought for today. Something you should consider. It’s high time now, people need to understand that depression is important. Depression is lethal especially in the times like these. House arrest can become a suicide ground to the games of depression.
© G.V Raghavasree