– Muskaan Admani

When a person asks how I am

I want to say

I genuinely do feel

     Unloved

And

     Worthless

And like

     A load

This d e p r e s s i o n

Is a ravenous parasite

Sucking out all the gentle

I have still left

I have lost my sight.

I want to say

That my thoughts

Are incessantly pushing pounds from my shoulders

And that is why I shake sometimes

I am relentlessly fighting a boxing match

That you can’t see

But my electrical power

Is now fleeting.

I want to say

That

     S m i l i n g

Has develop into a

Magic trick

But I’m in all probability the worst

     Magician

You know

However

I am a grasp at

     Pretending

All is fantastic.

I want to say

That I am

     D r o w n i n g

These walls are caving in

And I no longer know how to endure

It truly is like I’m trying to swim

But my palms and feet are tied.

I want to say

That this unhappiness

Has contaminated my lungs

So respiratory has become an

     A b o m i n a t i o n.

I want to say

That everyday living has torn

At the verge of my power

I am  n u m b 

I am  e m p t y.

My grave

Is this overall body.

But I would relatively not ravage

Someone’s temper

With my  t r a g i c  h o n e s t y

So I goof absent

Like almost everything is a laughing subject

And I say some thing acceptable, like:

“I’m alright. How are you?”

Howdy! I am Muskaan, a Psychology Undergraduate from Queen Mary College of London. I am currently on my placement 12 months performing in a college. I am sharing my activities via poetry – a medium that has aided me throughout my struggles of psychological health, with the hope to enable and encourage other folks.