Depression is a sailing Boat
A boat sailing on the sea of worries, there's a storm that never ends.A hurricane that rages within, that obscures in a fear-induced fog.

A boat sailing on the sea of worries, there's a storm that never ends.A hurricane that rages within, that obscures in a fear-induced fog.
The howling wind of doubt, flogs with the whip of despair, and lightning strikes of sadness and pain, shaking the boat to its core.
As the storm rages and roars, the nails holding the boat are wrenched free, the wood gets weakened by the salt spray and rain, barely holding itself together amidst the tempest.
The hurricane grows bigger in size, and the waves batter the boat from every side, the howling wind and crashing waves, threatening to tear it apart.
However, the boat is still intact, relying on itself to withstand the storm, drawing on its strength and resilience, to weather the tumultuous sea.
For in the depth of desperation,The boat finds its strength of perseverance,And the willpower to stay together, until the clouds give way to light.
The boat sails no more with the worry, of the storm, or the hurricane that grew bigger in size, or the lightning strike of sadness that came along with the winds of doubt.
The boat trusted that sunshine wasn't far away, and remembering that even in the darkest storm, there’s always a light house guiding us back to shore.If it simply had faith in itself.




Comments (1)
This is such a beautiful poem!