Rohit Sapra (7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

This feeling of pain cannot be described as words even start to fade and life becomes a suffering to be. Being alive seems to be as the last option since death turns to be the only wish. Life turns to be a living hell which is when isolation also starts to be. It hurts so much since the soul bleeds and even cries for help go unnoticed. This is how deep depression can be.