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