Broke, you are,
heart heavy with pain.
Smudges of tears all across,
for all those cries in vain.
An ugly mess you are,
hope shattered and face blemished.
Only the pillow knows the soreness in your eyes
and the air acquainted with those screams of disdain.
But don't fret, for the light is near
Open your windows and let it in dear.
Let go of the darkness
let go of the fear.
You are a catastrophe now,
but you will be an ocean very clear.