Disegno a cura di Sindi Chimosu Ozonnagbo, IV N
My heart rest mort, a betrayal so strong
My essence stolen, never felt so wrong
Destroyed my fort, taken by surprise
My mood bleeds rancor, waiting for demise
Watching from afar, trapped in a cage
Once so demure, now filled with rage
Can’t see no more, only guided by pain
Can’t think straight, fog in my brain
Under the moonlight, tears streaming down my face
Seeking comfort, my soul wandering the space
Still here without a purpose, my face stained
Nothing left to say, I’m fully drained
A dark dark place, suddenly there’s a light
A sliver of hope, a relief so delight
Yet uncertain, a little perplexed
I know I’m not ready, for what is next
Elisa Ji, V C