oblivion

in a deep, dark hole

i fell once more.

lost is the soul

i once adore.


i let go of a sigh.

as much as i wanted to cry,

my eyes are dry.

no matter how much i try,

i still can't figure out why.

bewildered

what is happiness?

why do i constantly

chase it?

why is there a need

for me

to be

happy?


when life is

cross

or gross,

i long for happy thoughts.


memories that i treasure

shouldn't give much pressure.

instead, it should be a leisure

to think of them and assure

myself that they are not really obscure

when i remember them in the future.


it is indeed vague, what lies ahead.

i'm not sure which path to tread.


all i wish for is that my faith would not waive

until the moment i reach my grave.

fidelity

one, two
i saw my boo

three, four
it began to pour

five, six
he was with bitch

seven, eight
i just can't wait

nine, ten
to meet her man.