A poem for those suffering in silence. Depression kills.


GETTING THROUGH

It is really funny how life turns out to be,
Sometimes you were given things that you did not plea,
No matter how much tears you had already spilled,
You still did not get what you always had willed.

Frustrations and despairs are haunting you like ghosts,
Episodes of depressions are what you feared the most, 
Who do you turn to in this time of need,
Is there somebody out there who will listen as you plead?

If you are searching for a hero to console your heart,
Try looking into the mirror for an amazing start,
You will find that someone is looking back at you,
And she is the reason why you always get through.

Mr H Kitty♡