Nameless/Meaningless

I scribble here
for some broken thoughts
I was happy for some days..for sure

Now I feel the turmoil again
And I want to break everything into pieces
The window glass, the plates on the cupboard
The velvet-green curtain and YOU. 

What is bothering me?
I ask again and again
The answer is broken,
And it cannot form a complete sentence.
Therefore, it has no meaning!

One thing I know
I am surrounded by darkness
So, I struggle again to adjust
with rules of the outside world

I do want light
but I love my darkneess
I do love...my darkness


Lexington, KY