Midnight

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Dark and alone…home

but

not really there…

sitting between walls

looking at them with a blank stare…do I dare?

Emotions everywhere

mind all over the place

rocking back and forth

without

a rocking chair

blowing out

hot air

mumbling, ”Do I really care?”

If midnight was in

the daylight

maybe I would

dissolve in the sunlight

away from

the darkness

that hunts

me often

to

put me in

a burial coffin

dead

from my own head.

 

 

Crossroads

Alone

sitting

under

insecurities

clouds

rain

strikes

lightning

all around

my

way

refused

to moved

sitting

back

anyway

into

my wrestling

mind

reflecting

life

as loving eyes

become

lost

hard times

stay

tough

and

street crimes

accumulates

enough

blood lost

of

humanity

to

witness

more insanity

in families

reloading the

shots

aimed

and ready

to pull

the trigger

in

cruel

intentions

to blast the

wicked

into

retaliation

ways of

Street Justice

for Us…,

Clearly,

mirroring

the same horrific

horror

in

tears flowing

out

drenching

hidden

rupture

hearts

choking on

reality

for

years

or not

to

hid away

in the dark

or not…,

Haven’t

moved from

lightning

why not…,

sitting

back to

Alone

anyway

or gone

anyday.

Mystified Actions… Questioned

Dim street

lights

Creatures

of the night

Critters

floating

on the sidewalk

Passing pollution

in between cars

Thriving

for stares

of attention

in a

Dazed body

performing

without apprehension.

Wrinked outside

destroying

all purity

inside

cashing in

on nudity

to be sedated

getting blazed

Numb.

Walking in

a dazed

Starving for food

and the next pleasurable

standing on

the corner

holding a

labeled sign

for the next charitable.

Can there be

intervention

Before,

another life

heads to the next

dimension???

At one time they were reputable…

Now, the darkness of rapidly hurt is inevitable.