The sharp mountains swallow the Sun
The sky turns red and purple
That's the Sun's blood floating into the air

whenever i swallowed that pill
i knew what was coming
nothing
no smile
no frown
nothing but a heavy coat
on me all day
covering everything
everything about me
i can't emphasize
NOTHING
enough
numbness
it is better to feel sadness, madness
than nothing at all
please parents, just let me free fall

i cannot be this nothingness ghost

It's a seldom day
I woke up to thunder
And the sound of pouring rain

I went to church Sunday like I always do
My Pentecostal Pastor could see right through me
He looked into my eyes and asked me
"Are you living for God Tana?"
I looked straight back at him and said
"Yes sir."

the true joy of sorrow

My eyelids flutter
As he says "Are you utter?"

restore me, restore life.