Lost

Darkness invading,
Tips staining,
Dripping,
Thick drops staining the floor.

Black rivulets,
Darkness being met,
Mixing,
Mingling lost potential in store.

Swirling colours
Parts of me being lost
Draining away
Emptying me out.

Home?

Darkness all around,
Streets of emptyness surround me,
As I walk the long walk home.
The asphalt glistens,
A slippery oil slick.
Forever spreading outwards.
Gaunt trees loom,
their gaunt fingers reaching to the sky,
Searching for the absent moon.
Sharp keening of the wind sharing their ache.
As I walk the long walk home.
Remnants of windows wink at me,
Behind the boards blocking them from the world.
The flow of gutter water giggling,
Always a spectator.
As I walk the long walk home.
The wind chills as it passes me,
Merciless in its fun.
As I walk the long walk home.
To a place that never exists.

Implosion

Frustrations closing in,
there is no room to move.
Claustrophobia boxing me
Chaos inching inwards.
Implosion

Selfish

selfish undermining,
wills uncertain
delta roads.
Life is selfish.

Accusations blinding,
pinpricks of perception,
universe revolving.
Life is selfish.

Survival thinking,
Digging in,
drawing blood.
Life is selfish.

Escape minimal,
Contemplations striking.
To escape from selfishness
The body has to die.