Grief and Healing
A never-ending island
drifting away
into the abyss,
carrying just me—
filled with
pain,
anguish,
and defeat.
That’s grief. … More Grief and Healing
A never-ending island
drifting away
into the abyss,
carrying just me—
filled with
pain,
anguish,
and defeat.
That’s grief. … More Grief and Healing
Some days are like today. I feel empty—
like there is nothing I can do,
like there is nothing I can excel at.
Emptiness, a rapidly attacking virus, chews me up from the inside, and I’m disappearing. Slowly. Steadily.
… More On Days Like Today
Sometimes it feels like
there is only room for clutter in my mind.
Every event, every memory,
haggling, hustling, harassing
my mind-space,
everything tossed aside and around,
scattered all over. … More Clarity
Storms brew in silence,hidden behinda well-rehearsed smile. So well-disguised—this turbulence the mind contains.A chaos dressed in calm. Perhaps the way outis learning to sit within. From storm to stillness, to peace. © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and sixty first edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the word prompt – TURBULENCE … More The Turbulent Mind