In the depths of my soul lies a darkness,

A chaos that balances the world outside.

The concrete walls absorb the color of my being,

Leaving only black, in and out.

 

No palette to play with, no colors to paint,

Just the darkness consuming my very being.

Hope and reason seem far away,

As I surrender to the comfort of this void.

 

But I find solace in the darkness,

For in it, I can weep and be free.

No need to pretend, no need to act,

Just the darkness, the chaos, and me.

 

Life’s colors may not be mine to hold,

In the darkness, tears wave a tale of silent plight

Longing for the warm love and care that the inner child deserves,

For a touch so kind 

A tired heart seeks solace in the dark.

 

Pratikshya Aganja