Mist

By Sahana Navaneetha

I felt like I was blocked from things that seemed normal to me

There stand my friends whom I can’t clearly see.

The mist was dominant but fresh to breathe

And I took a glance of my inner soul and slept in brief.

Awaken, I stood, searching for what pleases my eyes

But the mist got translucent and I was kept to myself

I was lonely, I was in solitude!

The mist gently condensed on my face

And there were the tears I didn’t expect to transpire.

Was it the mist or was I really crying?

Was I crying to the solitude that I felt deep inside?

I walked ahead and found a little haven inside this cloudy forest,

A pond with some warm water in it.

I undressed myself and I looked at my reflection

And saw all the scars that I had hidden.

I stared and stared till I was in tears

I had lost my mind! Infinitely!

A drop of water fell on me-

It flowed infinitely through my scars and imperfections

And made it seem like it was all part of my existence

And not a scar at all!

These imperfections, the hair on my body

And the little brown buds growing from my chest

The wounds and bruises of when I hit myself

It all went away, the pain it brought to me

It all went away!

But yet, not clearly gone, I’m healing

I’m on my way!

By Sahana Navaneetha