How To Come Out Of Depression? Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
How To Come Out Of Depression?
The day the lightning struck my brain,
I could still remember the flashes in the mind,
The ground opened up for me to faint,
The thirst constricted the throat to find,
The water to drink and from the eyes,
The excruciating pain in the middle,
Of the head and the left of the chest,
The vivid memories of events that hid,
Replayed, rewound, replayed without rest,
The episode of maniac depression,
Germinated to a small plant,
I looked normal except my mind,
A word could take me to that playground,
Where I was bullied and beaten up,
An incident could draw the curtain,
For me to view the scene, one after another,
Before I entered the tunnel of depression,
I did have the feelings similar to the first event,
Memories danced mercilessly to captivate,
My feeble mind to think about the negative thoughts,
I was under the spell of this evil for a while,
Then I decided to destroy the evil that destroyed me,
As the psychiatrist wanted 400 ringgit per hour,
To listen and counsel me, the physician hovered,
The witch doctors were ready to chase out the devil in me,
I had decided to treat myself on my own,
I did not take any drugs or weeds to drown,
My fear, that I nurtured deep in my crown,
I involved with interactive activities to use my brain,
Learned a new language, read varieties of books,
I did not give any opportunity for my old memory,
To escape from the prison that I had built,
Though it was not easier to do than to preach,
I managed to evolve as a human,
with the healed wound, almost no scar.
A great write on a very difficult subject; I have a similar problem with seasonal depression, but it knocks me for six. And, have to take medication if just for a month or two. But then on medication I find I can’t write and my muse is dead and gone…
This is so amazing Veeraiyah. You have such hidden strength to over come this. And to share this that is a blessing. Thank You and keep up this wonderful writing this can help so many.
well-crafted deep diving into painful disintegration. a creative reintegration through art. an heroic victory. congratulations!
Really good poem.I read and feel it. Thanks. I invite you to read my poem and comment. Yours Gajanan Mishra
Wonderful. The thought of getting out of it without pills is great. I think a very large percentage of depressed people do not need the pills but truly empathetic people around them and a lot of will. This being said, not all can heal without the help of pills or doctors, especially the seasonal one as mentioned by Mark. I just started to read the book, the new black, which is about depression and here I found this wonderful poem. Execellent
Great poem.We all srong defence mechanism to maintain our internal equilibrum. This is explained in this poem. Are you a parapschologist? This is great. You took me back to my area of discipline. Thank you for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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this is a victory poem. a poem of survival. Love this.