The Monster Of Maladies
“Her sad eyes tore my heart apart I told her to be strong Don’t give up, bounce back Fight it back She was broken and shattered She cried like a baby She cried “please help me.” I saw her falling apart But I could do nothing I simply looked at the mirror.” Depression For a change let’s talk about things that we shouldn’t be talking about, conversations that we avoid at dinner tables. I want you to talk to me, about me. I am sure you wouldn’t want to. Nobody does. I don’t blame them because I am not that loveable. But I believe you should talk about me because I am important. Sadly you realize my importance after it is too late. I am depression and today I am going to tell you a story. I am not something to be scared of or something to be ashamed of. I am a disease just like fever and flu. Though I am not an easy disease because you never really realize my presence at the beginning and by the time you do, you don’t realize your own presence. I destroy you in ev