Day 20 of 30 on our Help Fight Depression campaign.
Still marking the last three days of the sickle cell awareness month (September), we remember those struggling to stay on this side of existence, while living with this SS genotype.
Does it rain when we cry
Does the sky turns grey when grief rings
Does the sun hides behind the gloom
How do we get broken so easily
How do we mask this pain so tormenting
How do we forge strength from this thing called weakness
How did we became so flawed
How did we became the fault in our stars
How did we became the hand that extinguish this flame
When did we grow so cold
When did the stars became so gloomy
When did we forget how to live
Sadness is a companion that clings to my shadow
Angry nights chasing naive strangers
For strange clouds besiege this existence
Listen to this silence
It’s echo overwhelming
Still as a stampede
Lifeless and serene
Let me be
I will be awake
When sanity is restored.
#Misfits
#Pensage
#PO
Mercy Patrick is a multipotentialite, skilled photographer, creative writer and spoken word poet.Outside the professional scene, Mercy Patrick is a song writer, idealist, resource person with unconventional methods for youths struggling with their personalities, a rapper, story teller and a rusty acoustics player. 
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