Hidden Masterpieces of a Screaming Mind

(δώδεκα) void

Word by Allaine
Date: April 11, 2023

Air filled me upto my lungs
When I felt my whole body shatter
My eyes threw blanks
As it stare at the empty chair
I held my heart that drummed
While the paper I'm writing on tear

I thought of what to do— but there was nothing
Other than to draw an abstracted mind
Would it still take so long to do something?
To cease the voids in my blue ocean heart
In my peripheral vision, I saw the painting
Thy hands once nurtured with mine

In tremors, my hand was cocooned;
Amid the time I track down its every details
Thinking how my body slowly sloom
With the thought of you that seems boundless
Water unwillingly drowned my room
When I felt something again— it was emptiness