A Lost Battle

By Aditi Rai

I seem good lately,

They like me like that, like this.

Sounds have turned too loud.

The noise of my empty heart,

I can’t hear it no more.

In the colour of chaotic world, I’m soaking

Feared them yet I’m becoming one of them

I’m losing control

I’m losing my form

Empty canvas doesn’t exist no more

After resistance “ not quite much”

I let them win

I let me lose

They painted me black

I laughed in blue.

By Aditi Rai