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I have written this poem in response to the picture prompt for Fiction Monday hosted by Vinitha Dileep. The picture reminded me of my dark thoughts from which there seemed to be no respite till I got the courage to get professional help. Getting help is not a weakness. It is a smart move which can actually save you heartache and pain and improve your quality of life.

A way out

Lost in my thoughts
Can’t see a way out
Paths wind this way and that
But lead nowhere
I look up
But can’t see the light
The dark thoughts stand
As sentinels holding me back
I run first in one direction
Then another
Trying not to let the fear overwhelm
Till exhausted
I finally sit down
And lean back
And give into the inevitable
I accept the fact
That I am lost
And can’t make it out on my own
I acknowledge that I need help
And miraculously
A light appears ahead
Calling me out of the darkness
One step at a time.

This flash fiction is written in response to the forty second edition of Fiction Monday hosted on Reflections by Vinitha Dileep.  I chose the picture prompt . If you like it, do say so in the comments. I would love to hear from you.

13 Replies

  1. Loved your poem. So beautifully written, Sunita. Anyone who has ever been in a similar state of mind will agree how much it reflects their own experience. I’ve been there too, myself, not too many years ago. Thank God for the light that gets us through these dark days.

  2. Yes, asking for help is not a weakness. In fact, only a strong, courageous person can seek help. This a beautiful poem, Sunita. I am so glad that you shared it with us. Some days I feel so low, but brush it aside. Thank you for the reminder, Sunita. Hugs. ❤

    1. Hugs to you too. These are dark times indeed and we all need all the help we can get; from friends, from professionals. Sometimes it is a listening ear, sometimes a hug, sometimes a meal sent across, sometimes just words.

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