Unable to find its way out, She got trapped in the somber cage A cage called darkness. A cage called despair. With each passing day her brittle soul embraced the agony. Fighting the battle for quite long, her now stoic self lost in to the blinding mirk. No mercy by that demon called depression, And now her soul longed for freedom. Eventually She accepted truce with the doom, In to the pool of her own blood she sobbed herself to eternal sleep. ...नेह निर्मोही🍁🍀 Depression is a prison where you are both, the suffering prisoner and the cruel jailer. - Dorothy Rowe #नेह #neh #sukritipandey_neh #pickaline
