The Jhondelion Poems

In a world where we feel forsaken and abandoned,
A barren land bleaked with loneliness, forgotten, forlorn
A life so hopeless and full of desolation.
A whole generation plagued by an epidemic called depression.
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I finally let my demons win,
They whisper like giants, patience so thin.
In harbored of darkness I conceded my fight,
I'll no longer actively seek for the light.
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In quiet fields, I stand where winds have blown,
My petals scattered, seeds once brightly sown.
The world has tried to tear away my core,
Still, I root to live this life I abhor.
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One day my daughter will ask me why,
Her gaze will pierce like the evening sky.
'Why don't you believe in God, my dear? '
I'll answer softly, voice tinged with fear.
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Closed doors and soundproof walls,
Yet darkness drowns these endless halls.
Flat on my bed, eyes trace the ceiling—
Does silence breathe, revealing meaning?
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