Written by: Aneesa Jacobs

Happiness comes from brooding on the dark 
Because once it consumes, it reshapens your heart. 
Adorning alabaster vellum in glistening dew 
Possessed with colour, 
Since all affections and passions have escaped 
Into an unknown zone shattered deep in thought 
There’s nothing else left 
No salvation intends to come from above 
Forgive me for taking measures 
Which are definitive, unpredictable and harsh 
No matter where I sit, words are so benefit of it, 
masochistic or not, where hatred has left its mark...