in the noon’s daylight
of a scorching sun
i stand in a room
filled with darkness
of my own thoughts
suffocated i feel
with my own evils
choking down my throat to death
but death
would still be a mercy
for a living corpse like me
looking into the mirror
it terrifies me for what I’ve become
destroyed!
like a post-war city
the universe
no longer accepts me
as a part of its own
so i walk up to the graveyard
for its the only home
I’ve ever known
–maybe the only home i ever belonged