Updated: Jul 6, 2022
Another important topic I want to talk about is Therapy being frowned upon in society. Especially in the Indian Society. We find it difficult to open up to our parents, and if they don't understand us, who else are we going to open up to? We as humans have so much pent up anxiety, that it takes a toll on just our mental health, but also our physical health.
My dreams are like a game of tag in the dark.
I am dreaming in shades of hopelessness.
While the world keeps pulling me down, I am trying to hold on.
‘Will I ever be perfect for you?’ I want to scream out loud.
Yes, I am insecure. I am broken. I am far from perfect.
But what right does that give you to point fingers at me?
Don’t you know four fingers are pointing back at you?
You laugh at me, while I sit in a dark empty room, alone.
While you sleep, cradled in the arms of love,
I sleep with broken pieces of a shattered soul.
I am desperately trying to heal.
I know, like it’s all in my head,
But I’m all for healing.