Emptiness wraps me in silence and absence. Silence stitches my body with the detailed embroidery of life, while overthinking carves wounds deep inside me. I stay alone to mend myself, yet it drags me deeper into the hollow of the ocean’s depth. Dizzy in the rush, I justify myself to the reflection in glass— holding my hands, pressing them to my heart, sitting silent as the world vanishes, trying to normalize my breath. Yet, my inner soul still echoes: “Listen, I am with you.” And the universe whispers gently: “Believe me, I am here.” —Albatross🕊✍