I'm a man but no more than a child,
Running down the dark alley, away from my father.
Since he wouldn't listen to my pleas,
To give me that Apple which i so desire.It wasn't long when i realised;
Now that I'm alone, everything falls out of order.
My voice taken but my heart kept screaming,
"Give me that Apple which i so desire !"While running away, i found others like me;
But little did i notice, they had no ears.
Yet i screamed and begged to them,
To give me that Apple which i so desire.I still remember being said
"One bite of the Apple and eternal sleep of slumber."
No wonder I've been running to find it all along,
To give myself that Apple i so desire.But I found, I was going around in circles;
Running away from myself, all these years.
In the end, I stood where I had started, asking myself
To give me the Apple i so desire.Back home, i found that tiny sapling,
Grown into a tree in all over these years.
It bears but only one big red fruit;
And finally, i give myself the Apple i so desire.
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Depression
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