THE POSSIBILITY BEYOND DEPRESSION

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It is a mystery; like something made up
Evading the understanding range of hordes
Experience – the only way to strike chords
The worst state of mind a human can reach
A dark and forboding heaviness that breach;
An immoveable gloom that incapacitates
I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy
This dejecting thing called depression;
Holding me a slave, owning me in supression
When this darkness descent and covers me
It’s chokehold so strong and to the tee
I believed it would choke the life out of me
Breathing became hard and did I struggled!
Then I recall to breathe; to breathe deeply
Breathe in through the nose, then breathe out
Inhale, hold and exhale through the mouth

 

Some days are uncertain and frightful
Still some days feel lively and hopeful
Materializing into interaction with people
But the dark days would descend sooner
They always come in a rush than later
Keeping my eyes open would be laboured
For the pain becomes blinding and unsettled
So familiar, yet so despairing and unmuzzled
An intimacy I abhor yet one I grasped
One that hugs me in a tight embrace
That literally shuts the light out of my face
And makes me most uncertain of my pace
A glimmer of hope remains unabated though
Indicating a future where I am in control
Making choices and feeling sure like before
Where the sun shines and the birds sing in galore

 

Hopeless and desperate from exposure
Feeling debilitated from numbing enclosure
A trip to and back the dark end of the noose;
The world seem apt without me on the loose
The darkened mind is muddled and contends
Within and without for light and darkness
And yet a sojourn in the darkened distress
Ultimately reveal the light’s exuberance,
The existence of darkness is light’s evidence
Comfort is at hand with every agony
Hope is at the other end of despair, ready
The gloom buckles at the promise of clarity
For the Light of the World has arose
The Son of Man with offer one cannot refuse;
Heaven; love, hope, clarity, immortality ensue
In a state where one will never again confuse

 

Armed with that glimmer of Living Hope
It’s redemption working in me confidence
Surrendering to it’s graceful assurance
Accepted and joyful like never before
Surging for the climb, strength restored
To defeat the ache of the darkness again
Endurance and grit has been regained
Like the multitude before us who exemplify
That there is possibility beyond depression
Left with the scars from regeneration
Equipped to use the power of choice to be
Recognising the Sovereign Hand that be
Turning my darkness into light and hope
From the bog secure my feet on rock
Trained me to be still and trust Him- my Rock
Daily leads me with loving kindness in might
And kept me by His song in the Night.

Chingngaihlian Tunglut
WRITTEN BY

Chingngaihlian Tunglut

She is one of the two co-founders and the in-house counsellor. Her freelancing works include lots of voluntary and 'Pro Bono' counselling in church and community. She is also extensively involved as a counsellor at Bombay YMCA Counselling Centre, CBD Belapur, Navi Mumbai. She has been trained and certified in several Mental Health and associated courses. She is also a certified trainer. She is passionate about young people and the issues they face. She has facilitated workshops on Mental Health and other relevant issues and is involved as facilitator in counselling courses and Sunday School teachers training from time to time.

(Please contact her for seminars and workshops about adolescent and youth issues and mental health etc. As a trainer, she is also passionate about training and equipping people to better serve the body of the Lord Jesus Christ in children, youth and women ministry)

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2 thoughts on “THE POSSIBILITY BEYOND DEPRESSION

  1. · August 20, 2023 at 1:57 am

    Hoihlua, heutunu hiai bang a thu hoih gelh thei din Pathian in hon vualzawl zel heh la, damna hon pe tou zel hen…,

    • · August 20, 2023 at 3:04 pm

      Amen. Thank you for the kind and encouraging comment, Sang. Tha non guan ve aw! Toupa’n na poimoh bangbang in, a hunhun in hon vualzawl in hon kem tawntung hen.

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