Ámmá

Depression is a sign of breakout on things you held on when you were on lack of life, it can be ashes that you smoke through to survive..

But why all mental problems long? Isn't because we never had enough of pain, either we fleet around the ache or drown into the wounds that breaks..

Saying which so, I would like to say that yes..I am depressed too

it does not feels good to facade under a concrete lie that my truth has no edges and flaws to crumble down anymore..

Feeling sad, is not wrong nor do feeling the strike of pain perceived as an force does,

but what stays.. starts to seed..

Your future won't fix your present situation, just like your present situation could never appease your past..

Is where I shed my tears down and let myself vent out to know that..i don't know..sometimes I don't even know what I had for my lunch or the color of dress I have wore..

Numb to my very own breath made me suffocated, where I was the one ceasing myself around a cage to find a hollow of escape..

I must stop, and have enough of the things that hurts..I must feel the hurt enough in the time being that it does not stays like a narrow creek of sorrow full of bleeds of memories..

I need to heal, to heal I need to indulge, I need to feel the pain well that I can let it go well.. - S

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Ps : I don't know who need this, but I wanted to write so badly that I was finding it hard to express..I am taking this moment to honor your pain..let it go with all grace an grain..