This too shall pass

 

When I begin to feel , I am almost there

and form lasting impression,

 while walking with a certain belief,

some new situations

crop up and create new patterns.

  I often slip into silence.

and exhaust myself

with faint thoughts

running in the background

lacking clarity.

I remember , 

once I felt  weak

in the tight grip of shadows,

Slowly they consumed me.

There are some days

marked by mood swings.

I sit by myself to figure it out.

A sound keeps ringing in my

head,“This too shall pass.”

Avoiding the extremities

Walking somewhere in between

I hear a call to show up.

 

Happiness and Sadness,

Strength and weakness,

Good and bad,

they all co-exist.

Accepting myself,

I go with the flow.

 

Blank pages stare at me,

I fill them with

my silent words.

~~payal~~

Day 3 #OctPoWriMo