There's a stranger in the mirror
All fogged up, wish I could make them clearer
I try to shake their hand,
But we never touch
We just stand there watching one another
Wondering
Wondering why and how and when and where
Where did it go upside down
Only able to frown,
I feel like a clown
Sometimes, I can be fun,
Or I can be a real nightmare
A monster
Monsters hurt people,
They roam out of control
I cannot hold my willfulness
All it causes is destruction and pain
Here we go again,
And again and again
All over again
Headphones blaring and pounding to forget and tune out life,
My misfortune, to others I cause strife
My neighbor, friend, brother
I hurt them like no other
But to vanquish the monster saddens the crowd
All I want is to make them proud
A war I'll never win
I can feel it coming
Here we go again
I just want the person in the mirror clear
But instead I am stuck here
Here in the foggy dark
With no direction
Tripping over people and forgotten dreams, because I cannot see
So, I'll continue to bleed on myself and others
Making a mess of everything and everyone
I just want to be done
But this war will never be won.
BINABASA MO ANG
Random Poetry Collection
PoetryThis is a collection of bad poetry I've managed to compose through the slurs of ink we've come to know as letters we form into what we know as language. The '*'s indicate that this poem is a little on the sad/darker side.