I was just thinking of what to write today when I got some disturbing news from back home. And that's when I pen this poem, being the last entry of January.
As the darkness was growing outside
I was sitting inside my room
with shadows looming on the wall
of the past in front of my eyes.
I closed my eyes
to shut the images
Thought that it might just work
but reopened to drown myself in same fears.
How to erase your painful past
to emerge happy and gay?
How to make your mind free from images
that darken your each day?
I feel bound in a spider web
trying to find a way out
can you help me with this
to entangle myself?
To accept reality is the most painful part
to live through is easier than that.
They say that time is a healer
But does that not also open wounds
which you were never ever able to heal.
As the darkness keeps growing
I sit confronting these thoughts
not realizing that somehow deep inside
maybe I have already initiated the
process to accept and let out.
Still I keep walking aimlessly
to seek few answers!