It’s a disease, causing self- degradation,
That results into frustration
It makes your nights sleepless,
and heart restless
You lose your appetite,
For all the inside battles,to fight
Happiness becomes merely a fantasy,
You couldn’t even feel the little moments of ectasy
You grieve over the past forgetting about the present,
Thereby, making your future hazy and unpleasant
All the things that do not even exist,
But in your mind persist!
You are your healer, you yourself are your own cure,
Treat yourself, you will enjoy things for sure!
-Noor Fatima
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