My poetry is the voice of all those who are suffering and desperate for help. Mental illnesses are diseases just like any other physical diseases. People don’t have awareness regarding mental health and the victims suffer. I am here to break the stigma and help those in need. Kindly break the chain and raise the voice.
A thunder that couldn’t shout, a cloud that couldn’t rain
The END is not for sufferers, but people without the pain
Suicide is not a crime, it is but an option
For those whose love is crushed and sold in an auction
He tries and tries again, but how much can he bear
His love is sure strong, but stronger is his fear
Let’s give a chance, let’s give one more, another chance is given
With every chance he is saved but his anger driven
Don’t try to feel because you cannot, it’s harsh to endure
Don’t doubt my love and honesty, my heart’s white and pure
It’s not me who kills myself, it’s the thing which is inside
Please ask me, I will tell you, the thing I try to hide
When cancer kills, it’s cancer who kills, it’s not the person’s fault
So please don’t say “he killed himself”, it’s wrong what people thought
Approach me, assess me, assist me to cure
When I’ll say “help me” for God’s sake say “sure”
Or it’ll be one more light gone from the sky
One more sight of tragedy, eyes closed, good bye.
Jibran Sharif is from Lone Chitral, Pakistan. He writes with his pen name “Jabir”. He is a writer and poet studying sociology at the University of Peshawar.
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Interesting and poignant.
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