A vacant heart, a silent mind,
No tears to fall, no pain to find.
A canvas bare, no colors bright,
Just quiet strength, a healing light.
The echoes fade, the storm now gone,
A hollow space where grief once shone.
No joy, no sorrow, just a pause,
A steady breath, a healing cause.
Like shattered glass, the pieces mend,
A new beginning, a journey to ascend.
No pulse of emotion, yet a steady beat,
A quiet healing, bittersweet.

I guess all I really need is a little good news.
✌️🖤
Raq




