When loneliness becomes an accomplice,
And gloom turns a regular visitor;
When quitting appears to be the only way,
Making me wish life was simpler.
When the world heedlessly turns away,
And loved ones love no more;
When agony becomes a way of life,
Striking me hard at the core.
When existence seems meaningless,
And all hope seems lost;
When criticism and mockery and ridicule,
Are what life can offer at its best.
When society brands me a failure,
A fool, a loser and an imbecile;
When I break down over and over,
Struggling to strengthen my weakening will.
When my eyes have nothing to offer,
But melancholy and unceasing tears;
When my mind slips into inexorable darkness,
And gets lost in the vast abyss of fears.
That is when I will fight back,
Rising from the nadirs of despair;
For it’s not mere blood that travels my body,
But grit and valour and a desire to dare.