Futility
Oh! my extinct love,
secretively killing me,
Incapacitate.
It's fun- a reason
Having this sort of ennui
Love stabbed...piece of heart
Penetrating deep within
It hurts...so vulnerable.
Like brain-twisting poetry
numb...feeling of nothingness
no meter- nothing to write
so incompetent.
*jun-jun villanueva
Copyright © Jun-Jun Villanueva | Year Posted 2011
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