Because no one will tell you this

 

They will tell you how “Anthony Bourdain” mentioned “hanging’’ on his show for 63 times before he finally “hanged himself

They will tell you how Chester Bennington flirted with “quitting” before he finally did it.

They will tell you how “all roads lead to home” but maybe because it sounds uncomplicated that way.

They will tell you that there is more to life but maybe this more never comes to your rescue when anxiety pays you a visit

Because they will never tell you, let me tell you this

This is for you who sings, writes, dances, acts, studies or just smiles stupidly

Locked up in a room with lifgts off and doors closed

This is for you who paints the face of love and revisits the phone conversations n your head

When the world is asleep and the stars are aligned

This is to tell you that maybe no one will hear it

Maybe no one will hear your word’s monologue

Maybe no one will look beyond your strokes

Maybe no one will untangle the notes

Because they will never tell you to not stop

That it doesn’t make anything you create less glorious

Because they will tell you how she jumped off the cliff or overdosed on pills

But they will never tell you that her/his art screamed of love she was drenched in.

Because no one will tell you.

P.

 

 

5 Comment

  1. No one does tell anything about this… Ever!
    Thank you so much for sharing this piece.
    Cheers!

    1. Dr. Pooja Tripathi says: Reply

      Cheers to a solid mental health buddy

  2. This is beautifully written. love the lines ” paints the face of love and revisits the phone conversations n your head”.
    loved it.

  3. These are the corners of our lives that we don’t visit often

    1. Dr. Pooja Tripathi says: Reply

      So true

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