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in these times …




In these times,

when you feel the walls closing in on you,


in these times,

when you feel the world to be hypocritically untrue,


in these times,

when you feel all your lifeblood being sucked out of you.





In these times,

when people seem shallow, heartless too,


in these times,

when you feel yourself a bystander in your own life, not having a clue,


in these times,

when every breath seems a mammoth task, when the air seems sucked out too.




These are those times when nothing offers peace,


when no solace can be found,


when all you feel is dragging yourself along the tear stained ground,


these are those times,

when asphyxiation threatens your soul,


when you scream with all your might, without hearing a sound,


these are those times,

when the world is a blurry haze, with a rancid stench that keeps jabbing you on the rebound.




It is in these moments,

when all hope disappears,


when all is lost in trepidation and gnawing fears,


it is in these moments,

when you plumb the depths of your soul,


when you beseech the Gods above even as your faith may have taken a toll,


it is in these moments,


that you fight to smash the shackles, so you may be free,


it is in these moments,


that we wish to simply,


be …





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