My heart is deadly open as an earthquake cracked a land,
Blood has been soaked as sand absorbs water drops and dried in sunlight.
Veins have been shrunk like a dead body rotting if it did not get buried on time.
The protective cage has been broken, and the heart is in terror of dying as birds fear the hunter.
The doors are no longer locked.
The walls have been destroyed.
The spark has been gone.
The rooms no longer exist.
Ahhhhh!
My heart aches in dark attire, wide open courtyard, pleading for help.
How could darkness help?
It can’t help me because darkness desires brightness.
and you have become a sharp laser, where darkness can absorb light
and become nothing but a human shadow.