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Refugee

May 16, 2013
By Anonymous

This land is a tough terrain. Nothing ever can settle. When there is peace there is not permanence. The silence only lasts for the time you don't realize it's there. Then, as soon as you notice things are well something is triggered. It is as if the calm is sensed and not designated for you. It takes no time for things to erupt once again to the madness you had almost forgotten. All you want is a break; an escape. I wish I could call myself a lucky refugee... but I doubt if I'll ever be free.


The author's comments:
This peace is about my battle with depression. It feels as though I'm at war with myself at all times. I wrote it and wondered if others could relate. I'm sure someone will. And I just want them to know they're not alone in this battle. Many people fight the same fight.

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