Late tonight in this room's dark corner
a mosquito buzzes and hums desperately
frantically looking for light      for precious escape,
the buzzing noise slowly unhinging my own sanity,
and I contemplate standing on the tips of my toes,
balancing myself on cream coloured bedsheets,
and closing my fist around its last vital moments


and suddenly I realize    I couldn't bare to end it all
to do the one thing which could leave me to rest      so,
I'll leave it to fall to solitary madness in the corner