A poem on Depression

I was in a battle…
I was attacking my enemy…
My enemy was attacking me…
All my dear ones joined my side…
They appreciated me…
They encouraged me…
They healed me…
They kept a knife in my hand…
I killed my enemy…
That’s how I died!
They never tried to know who is on the other side…
I was fighting with myself!
Anger is on one side…
Truth is on the other side…
Hunger for appreciation is on one side…
Self love is on the other side…
I AM MY OWN ENEMY…

K L Niharika