mescobedo

mescobedo Sep 2017

A tired mind becomes stiff by night
Unable to determine the illness
I strive for it all
To be someone
To be cared for
To be loved
I have refused it all at my expense
By daylight I am your companion
Your love
Your one
Your only
By dawn, a complete stranger
Not anyone
Not myself
Not anything at all

mescobedo May 2017

Strangers in a parallax mind

Sitting here alone
Empty mind by my side
Time at sequence
There is no difference

A burden feeling inside
No communication
With no forecast of life
Alone here I sit

Inception meaningless high
Perpetual feeling that ties
Aging day by day
Going the distance one last time

Levitated parallax flight
I come to find myself
With mirrors that reflect and lie
That won't see me in the inside

— The End —