She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a worl...
I hear the chaos around me, The people talking, The clinking of utensils, and rattling of plates, The ticking of clocks, The ringing of bells, The zooming of aeroplanes, The rustling of leaves.
And all of a sudden, I become deaf. I zone out. It doesn't bother me initially, as I would be in a better place in my head.
It's easier for me when I space out, I won't have to remember stuff, and my brain doesn't get overloaded with information.
But this is just the start. What scares me are the places my mind goes to after a while. My mind makes me see my deepest, darkest memories that I always try to bury at the farthest end.
It feels like I am under a spell, I try to break it. Yet, I fail to. It's like an escape at the start, after which I need to escape from my own mind. I have to run away from the darkness.
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PS: Hey readers, I might not be able to be as active for the next few weeks because I have my final exams coming up. And if you've been a reader of my poems, you might understand that it is difficult for me to do even the bare minimum. And I really need to do this 'bare minimum' in order to pass my exams.
Thank you for always being so supportive!
I appreciate you. And I'll be back soon.
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