monotonous weeping of the mind.
Mind Game
11:59 pm
the world takes from me
what i do not own
what i cannot give
bleeding me
taking me whole
Sunburn
12:02 am
i saw you somewhere in the crowd
head bent in concentration, frowning
oblivious to the world
you were a sore thumb
in the midst of the confusion
i willed you to look my way
but i couldn't catch your eye
you were too caught up in yourself.
Duwag
12:11 am
i heard the news
saw the lines, watched the crowd
my mind paralyzed,
waiting for them to show themselves
and take us to the death
knowing that it was wrong
i took up the pen but never signed my name.