INTROSPECTION

Thoughts and pills are same, as both are toxic in high doses. There can be several ways of dealing with thoughts associated with depression. The most effective way is to seek counsel. Counselling will give you a chance to vent out and express yourselves without being judged on why you feel or think the way you do. Similarly, if you keep yourself busy with activities you like, you will never remain stuck in your unpleasant thoughts. The words I write protect me from the thoughts linked to depression. I have constructed mini stories about how the words I pen down fight against the dark thoughts of depression. I hope you all will enjoy reading them.

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Fire breathing black dragon lives inside the dense and impenetrable forest of vessels behind my eyes. The words I write take shape of a knight in shining armour. He stands tall in the dead of the night and slays the dragon and saves the princess as well as the realm located behind my eyes from the dark and evil intentions of the dragon.

Like a

knight in shining armour

the words I write slay the

dragon; black and evil

living in the woods behind

my eyes

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The words I write are like the flame of a candle. They burn down the gloomiest thoughts associated with depression and let their ashes fly away with wings of words.

Like flame

of a candle, ink of my

pen burns down black thoughts

evaporating their ashes with

winds of words

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I am holding behind my eyes an animal which is wild and hungry. He feeds on positive emotions including happiness, hope and belief and howls in the dead of the night like the jackals and hyenas living in the distant mountains. The words I write act as a predator to hunt this animal.

Like a predator

words I write hunt the animal;

wild and mad

living in the jungle behind my

eyes

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There is a dark prisoner locked in the prison behind my eyes. I construct an invisible key made up of words to unlock him before he tries to spread darkness within the kingdom of my head.

Within the prison behind my eyes

when the dark prisoner begins to and fro motion

I construct an invisible key made up of words

to unlock him before he spreads his darkness

Such words make me feel as light and free

as a balloon floating in the air

My written words almost always emerge victorious in their fight against the hopeless and intrusive thoughts connected to depression.

The guest house

By Rumi

This being human is a guest house.

Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,

some momentary awareness comes

as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!

Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,

who violently sweep your house

empty of its furniture,

still, treat each guest honorably.

He may be clearing you out

for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,

meet them at the door laughing,

and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,

because each has been sent

as a guide from beyond.