.... worse depression ....

The missing bits of the past are haunting me.
Like the shadow that follows me everywhere.
Why cant I atleast know the reason behind all this.
The unexpressed silent fears are like thunder bolts.
Each of my breath is like a tsunami that I wish not to have.
I see nothing but darkness all around.
All the directions, paths I can take are converging to zero.

You were with me when I walked over fires.
The bond turned into ashes setting me ablaze but still not kill.
The worries I have will never subside now.
I continue to live, lacking trust and sensing threat
I don’t know if I can at least believe,
In my breath and the earth I walk on to be what I see them to be.
The missing bits of the past are haunting me.
Like the shadow that follows me everywhere.

Why? when? Where? What? Are all the unanswered questions …
They drag my existence to the death.
Fear in me is fueled by each of my thoughts and nightmares.
I don’t know if I can at least believe,
In my breath and the earth I walk on to be what I see them to be.
The missing bits of the past are haunting me.
Like the shadow that follows me everywhere.