Vishal Dutia

A certain kind of debt, a weight we can’t forget,
It lingers in our minds, a constant source of fret.
It starts with just a loan, but soon it’s out of hand,
And before we even know it, we’re in quicksand.

The interest piles up, the payments never end,
We struggle to keep up, but it just won’t bend.
Our credit score takes a hit, our stress levels rise,
We wonder if we’ll ever see the other side.

But with each passing day, we chip away at the sum,
And slowly but surely, we start to overcome.
Until one day we’re free, the burden lifted away,
And we vow never again to let debt lead us astray.

© VishalDutia