Saturday, April 22, 2017



I am not sure why
I feel so disconnected sometimes.
Disengaged from the world I live in.
But I want someone to understand that.

I will not ask anyone to help me
But I want to have a conversation
About the longings that crop up
During the late evenings of the day
And... get lost in it.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"
"Someone talk with me, please."
My inner voice screams.

Unfortunately, no one is around
Because it's 3 a.m. I don't like to sleep
So I can't help feeling dejected about myself
And disappointed in everyone else.
"Goodnight, world." I say,
and keep rolling in my bed.

Feb  2017