Songs of Distress

Abhilash KP
1 min readFeb 17, 2023

What actually happened to me?
I think when I was in my mother’s womb
at the time when mother and father were fighting
My mom jumped off a motorcycle
I think it moved a bone in my head
and thus was born a madman.

A madman with no fixed mood
No original thought,
Just going blindly where the arrows point
Not knowing how he is gonna feel the next second
Not knowing what he will do
till he does it.

The scars in my brain
gave rise to scars in my heart
The former healed with time,
I think;
The latter,
Seems like those are there till I rot.

What exactly do I need to do here?
Run a mile, get sweaty,
Sweep the house, play music,
drink my gin, write my sorrow?

If I were so attached to my sorrow
Would I need gin to express it?

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Abhilash KP

Extremely online. I love writing; Poems, Articles. First I spend a lot of time deep in thought, then I spend a lot of time regretting the deep thoughts.