Silverfish

A Snarling Wind

Some sort of awful, debilitating wind has been gnawing at my mind and heart. I was confused about this pain before but now it just feels like loneliness–which is odd because I absolutely love being alone. Or at least I used to before this snarling wind tumbled in, ripping everything up and taking it along for some terrible journey.

Is this just my very own malevolent mind? Or something else?

It is hard to tell but feels uncertain and consequential. I know it is not permanent but this typhoon of sorts is all I can see about myself. Is this a worthy opponent I must now conquer? Perhaps.