Empty Jar Poem by Marika Kartozia

Breath in untouchable world
Full with lenticular clouds,
No flowers, no birds, no humans
Only me and my thoughts
And I flow
I buoy in hideous doubts
Where is my joy?
When I miss you
I cut my heart and give it to love ghosts
And I become like an empty jar
Covering in dust on the cupboard
I throw away king size bad
Where insomnia started to grow
I scream
Give my soul back
My flesh is suffering, past was wrong
I destroy what destroys me
I have to be strong