Why do I feel lost?
the spirits
pass through
my dark
skull shape
heart.

I don’t feel
I can’t write
my heart
feels cold
my fingers hold
the rusty
pen of steel.  

I don’t know
the question?
I take a pill
Life’s only cure:
that inner remedy
What’s wrong
What is right?
I lose the lesson.


Losing more of myself
drowning in the
murky water:

Just can’t win...
life’s a fight:
a game of chance
to the bitter end.