Always on meds..

Meds

I don’t suffer from ill-health or temperature

I suffer from love

Love that doesn’t see me

Love that doesn’t want to see me

Love that is not felt for me

Love that is non-existent

Love is my disease

And I am the patient

Always injured

Always suffering

Always admitted

Always on meds

Known as friends

Who give me strength

To accept and to forget

This contagious disease..

Smile of maturity..

Anger
Pain
Irritation
Jealousy
We all agree is bad, right?
Still, we as humans
Fall prey to it
And it’s okay
But, what we have to ensure is
We gotta overcome
Those shaky moments
Make them our past
As soon as possible
And it takes time
Sincere effort
Not to fall for it again
While on the path of recovery
It’s just like an injury
It takes just a moment
To be injured
Or fall prey to
The negative things of life
But then it takes
Time for healing
The path of recovery is long
But traversing on the path
We learn patience
Composure
Tolerance
Suffering
And it makes our character
Not falling prey for any is the best
But, if ever you fall also
Make sure you rise
Like a phoenix from ashes
Make sure you come out
With flying colors
Make sure you become a beautiful colorful butterfly
When you leave your cocoon
Make sure you have
THAT SMILE OF MATURTIY ON YOUR LIPS…