When Mockery overpowers…

The black vertical thin line mocks me

for the nth time-

When my paper bleeds words

like pain and sadness,

The black vertical thin line

harmonize with the

Beating of my heart-

counting numbers of death,

Echoing inside the hollow room-

guarding like death’s rusty armor.

Now, my paper is half-filled with words-

words that will defeat the black vertical thin line’s purpose,

Now, my words devour the page

where it can no longer mock-

But just sleep and hide

as I turn

My succeeding thoughts

into an end.

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2 endeavored to criticize:

gkae said...

best, liit ng font size. huhu

Damsel said...

haha. sorry. change ko lang ng font, copy paste lang kasi best, di ko directly ginawa sa blogspot. senxa