Depression Poem by Letter From My Mother's Womb

Depression

My child,
What makes your day a Bad day
or a good day? ,
Who do you talk to? ,
If you run, how fast do you run,
If you walk who is telling you
to walk fast, is it you or someone else? ,
Do you get upset easily, or do you
usually remain calm
and collected? ,
I have known people who allowed a ten minute argument in the morning to destroy an entire day.

When you grow older,
the world
will seem as a place of horror,
You will wake up in the morning
to hear bad news from a phone call
about your close friend
who is fighting for his life in hospital,
And another terrifying news from newspaper headlines,
Yet about the neighbor's
body that was found dead next
to the bridge,
Yet about the serial killer
claiming his tenth victim,
Yet about another flood that has taken
many souls or another tsunami,
Theseare moments
when nothing seems to be fair,
When nothing seems to make
any sense,
What does it all mean? .

Never let the world step in
your sit belt,
And steer the wheel, setting the speed
and stopping or starting the car for you,
The world lead us astray,
You're the master captain
of your life,
You the only person who is in control.
Picture yourself having productive
moments, minutes and hours
of the days and weeks of your lives,
You can't let the frustrations and anxieties, and little difficulties bother
you,
Deal with them as an adult,
Give yourself a break, happiness
is a right of life,
It is not wrapped up in fate,
It is a right that is given
to you the moment you entered
this world,
And it stays with you each moment. of each day,
You deserve it and it is yours,
and yours alone,
No one else has the right
to determine your happiness for you
or take it away from you,

There's a time to stand our ground
and refuse to accept the flaws
in life that makes things difficult
for us.

Author: Lyricist

Date: October 2019