paint it blue
or paint me, black
have i lost my mind.
this circus,
family, friends ..
have they ****** it, entirely.
is it a waking dream
or am i, just another passing time
home, solitary
constant phone ringing
children screaming---a long list of things
to get..
an exile,
that never seem to end ..
countless drama's
i couldn't escape
my mind--being the best of me
& worst, left me
most of miserable..
no boundary, no limits
shamelessness; on top of all agenda's
an infected virus-- a shame
on humanity!
people i lost
relations i don't have
not a single tear
my mind is dense with thousand
of thoughts
my mouth; however
mute, as sunshine ..
is it just the lock-down
or the life, i have ..
the hypocrisy-- a venom
that
people seem to own it ..
a journey i am on
been a long
slow and solitary.