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Resuscitation


Resuscitation

 

In this labyrinth of depression

Having lost all direction

How could you not have resuscitated me?

Burning inside a dungeon of pain

My life has gone utterly insane

With those excruciating memories I had to carry

Though it is hard to glare

I stood up and managed to stare and see

I am walking along a path of tragedy

 

Placing a stone on my heart

I kept walking further away from my destiny.

Frozen….

Numb…. I felt

With moments full of fear I had dealt

Another wrong step could spell my life’s end.

 

It is hard to withstand

With so much hard to understand.

Then, I could go on no further

But that would make me the next victim of mockery and laughter

I had to go on, even though the next faltering step could go wrong.

 I did go on...

 

Because, I knew I will always have to mourn about moments when things went wrong

Desperate I laid, with aggression and tears

I was afraid

Doomed along this labyrinthine lane

 

Just then..

Mesmerized I couldn’t blink, and

Just when I was about to sink

In a pool of despair

You pulled me out

Resuscitating me again.

 

 

 

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