~

I stare at the ceiling.
Blank.

Clouds are empty and shapeless.
I am lost.

Thoughts with mad sharp eyes,
Cut my brain.

And into pieces
I have gone crazy

I tried to fix the puzzle.
So helpless.

The view became black.
Now, I'm blinded.

While the heart of an empty glass
Mercilessly break...

As anger grinds
The hopeful peace.