A Coffin In Daylight

"A COFFIN IN DAYLIGHT" we share the same sadness. I toss and turn on a blue sheet with shades drawn and walls closing in. I’ve been here before but this time I’ve chosen to make it about her. words are all I have left. I rise into the same day over and over and over again. that’s what I got for denying her. I should’ve turned cheek. that’s what I get for denying me. I should’ve listened to me but no, I ignored myself. no one ever listens to Eddie, not even me. I listen to Gould in my dark room and weep. I die every minute. my sadness is mine and the faces walking in this city blur. By: Chicano Eddie