Alone
Skills will falters
The front is back
The back is gone
Hour after hour
Day by day
We cross junctions
wondering thoughtlessly
Wandering haplessly
Trying to fill my lines
Dying just to free my life
from being lost
inside my own reality
My day is night
And my night is dread
Pacing to then fro
Opening endless windows
Wafting in the wind
In many directions but one
Indulging the peeping sun
Trying to fill in the light
To filter out this lifeless night
Dedicated / dementia
Copyright © Ollakunle Campbell | Year Posted 2019
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