John W R Gimena
Tomorrow
Tomorrow as I die to today
I have lived impeccably miserable
in my happy thoughts. Those were
ingloriously stored, scattered memories
around the room where I committed
utterly odious, wickedly actions, what
makes this unholy thing crawling over
is keeping me obnoxiously alive.
Running around the circle of confusions,
tormented, derailed notion affected
mostly
on how I brought it perpetually, does it
bring closure mercilessly, savagely
lingers
for a brief deathless moment.
While everything moves in soundwave,
I was soundlessly moving I moved,
ceased to commence is not an option, it
keeps
on maliciously striking hard where I am
weak,
pounding hard with hateful regard on how
deep I was in this gross, poignant,
unmerciful
painful shadow hovering heavy on my frail,
insensitive shoulder, bearing the
unbearable,
the lifeless, faceless emotion to make
my soul drowned where I bear this deep
solicited flaw I carry while I breath the
adulterated of once was innocently
innocent.
Sampaloc
Manila, Philippines
12:41 AM
12/01/2021
