You’re your very own hero,
shining the ray of hope in your dark corner,
standing up for yourself,
even when you hear yourself stutter and falter.
You do your very own thing,
comfortable and beautiful in your own skin,
you’re that one true best friend you’ll ever have,
who will literally be there through thick and thin.
Not all heroes wear capes,
they’re normal humans who strongly live on.
Not all heroes fly through cities,
they walk ahead, all alone, even when everyone is gone.
Not all heroes save people,
some save themselves when they think
that they have nothing more.
Not all heroes want a ‘great future’,
they just endeavor to live life better than before.
So be your own hero,
look into the mirror and give it a wink,
love that hero looking back at you,
let that hero live every day, life goes by in a blink.
This poem was written by me last night when I had a weird flashback of my suicidal and depression filled past and then I noticed how far I have come. I never intended to make this public but then I thought that there are people just like me who have either battled with depression or are currently battling it and they deserve to have someone with them. They deserve to know that they're not alone. Depression may be unavoidable, conquering it, isn't.
