ABSTRACT BY NIKKA GRACE (2015)

Abstract,

a feeling of

complete nothingness.

Act one, a stage

of undeniable anger, the feeling of

a possible attack of the heart.

My heart.

Calm down.

Words like these

should not be mentioned.

A haze, a daze, once thought it was a phase.

Gone too long, back again.

Stuck in a moment of confusion.

An unrequited, tragic, romanticised confusion.

One hour later.

Here in the same spot.

Little has happened.

Life goes on.

The feeling of emotions now distinct.

No one to hug, no one to hold.

Day dream – no day dreams. Wishing it would all go away.

Praying to be bold

for that shoulder oh so cold.

Abstract,

the feeling of complete nothingness.