Dipped in pool of indigo,
sorrowful ink flows through
onto this sandy parchment.
In trembling movements,
characters are inscribed
revealing words of a dismal life.
A pointed apex
harboring chagrin.
My body is becoming heavy
with overflowing despair
captured inside.
Upon this polished mahogany,
alongside this melancholy note
stained with tears,
I see it all.
A first stage of anger;
Objects propelled
through the black-velvet air.
A leaking bottle of whiskey
stains my soft feather.
A second stage of questioning;
Shrieking cries sound, demanding
an answer to his abandonment.
Finally, I rest immobilized
as I watched him run to the edge
of insanity, through the shattered glass.
He fell through misty skies.
This letter, I've assisted in writing
still lies beside me,
submerging me in distress,
enveloping me in vast darkness.
Silver trophy winner
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