Falling in the black hole
The infinity with a law
If you survive the trigger
You met the bloody river
The shock is more powerful
Than the hit; you feel null
Recovering from the storm
Your nerves’ll never reborn
Paralyzed in a sad chair
Or dead ( with no air).
Choices aren’t many, you say
Depression occurs in your way
Negativity in the corner of your
Mouth… Or brain, or even more
Trust no doctor nowadays
Fill your beliefs with haze
Throw the stone so deep
In coffin you’ll fall asleep
A little girl's poetry 