Nobody Knows

Nobody knows
How a perfectly sane human
Has thoughts of suicide
No reason
How a perfectly shining kitchen sink
Has tons of grease
A perfectly healthy fruit
Has worms eating away insides
The centre.
It’s almost baffling
To understand depression
The abstract and transcendental
Like the ever elusive God
And the inner peace we sought
Air cannot be touched
only felt
That is prove enough
That it exists
The breaths we take
Without realising
That we are in a competition
With society and our psyche
For the survival.

In isolating E- interactions
Some win and other loose
This constant, never ending fight
Ubiquitously baffle the survived
Of their own strength
Of their own incredible strength.

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