I wait for the birds to break the silence of the darkness
I can’t remember the last time I slept
My eyes are puffy, my body exhausted and numb, and my heart heavy like a rock
Breathing- a heavy labor, I wish I could stop.

Minutes before the sun peeps, my eyelids droop, to a painless world I transfer, though for a short span.
The chatter brings me back to the task at hand, my empty being stares at the full meal, wishing I could devour it with my gaze.
The tram fills with laughter and voices so happy, prodding me to join
all I could do was stare at the road ahead, feeling too heavy to utter a word.
A cold wind blows, piercing my bones
and it starts raining outside, my swollen eyes threaten to pour too
I hold back, with everything I got, staring out through the window but the
cold grief swallows me again.

Light, prayers, and voices engulf me
smiles all around, beaming souls.
I wonder, how could the world? — when I was still engulfed in darkness.
And I see a man staring at me from high above, his smirk answers it.

Hollowness -my constant shadow
He consumes my being, slowly, digging from my center with its long pale fingers and I see them turn red, my blood red.
And I don’t protest or flinch, hoping it would soon find its treasure- the ounce of my life.
When he fails, he brings in his friend, clothed in black
he inspects the hole, weighs my soul and stares deep into my eyes.
His orbs are dark and warm, or so I thought
I fall for that warmth, to dive deep in them I wished.
He moves on, promising his friend the coveted treasure.

He lures me to the edge of a hill
Lifeless I stand there, quivering in the cold breeze
His robes flutter, revealing his kingdoms in the air

And in his seductive voice, he whispers “Its painless”
A lone tear rolls down my cheek, and he wipes it off with his cold fingers
I close my eyes, his palm on the arch of my back
A soft push and I find no more, the heaviness nor the pain
And I feel myself flying into — His abyss.