Why the incessant heart ache
that comes with its persisting beat
the reiteration of menacing thoughts
-Inability to sit still in your seat.
a clenching jaw & those rapid eyes
implies the existence of a disturbed soul,
trapped between heavy walls of meat
at the pit of the minds' profound hole.
Are you in distress & unrest
in a state of mournful agitation
inflicted into lifes entangled turbulence
with no forewarning or invitation          
unwelcome thoughts linger to & fro        
pacing through the hallway of your head
from the livid past to a murky future    
Your senses awoke in - infrared.

Suddenly
the system
lacks in exhilaration
a desperate crave
for a joyful sensation-
begins to eat you up inside.
Your skin that 'once had been'
was so under-appreciated-
loses elasticity
& regretfully deflated-
becomes that youthful thrill.
& in the dark & loathsome
dusk of your life
you truly feel lonesome
a forgotten solitaire in the night.
And though we melt-
& take anomly forms
I hope we stick
with those lucid norms
that keeps us human
& merely sane
To still see the bliss
in this existential game.

The mind misunderstands
what's feign & what's the truth
reality keeps contradicting
awaited promises  - so uncouth
stirring melancholia-
Once a place of aspiration
replaced  by gerascophobia
residing in despondent contemplation.

a landfill of memories
at times seem grotesque &
sombre
life's alright- not electrifying
for my fluctuating moods in ombre
desolate human connections,
expectations that start to swell
fatigued like insomniacs
but we've been sleeping well.
a murmur of malaise
that has no sole origin
& console myself with the sad riff-
of a guitar that's lost ambition.

A cabin in the forest
far from the city- bleak
where the air so crisp
would cleanse your soul
as you breathe in the morning mist.
colossal trees tower over your presence
Let it be known human-
the landlords who reside;
are the grizzlies and the robins-
effervescent.
Tranquil silence & enigmatic sounds
Piques my curiosity all around.
The slight possibility
of a bigfoots presence
eery sensations & the moon in crescent.

Aren't we a minute   •
in this world?        
Just a moment     ▪︎
in the universe.
But, this moment
feels like a whole eternity  ■
to our tiny insignificant souls  
that we hold so grandly; entitled   ●
transfixed on playing roles
in this enigmatic reality  ○
Searching for meaning
in such a quantity ■
of the unknown¿