Prose, poems and deep conversations with myself.

Shibuya Crossing

Amidst the chaos

The noise

Your silence

Is my only comfort

Surrounded by lies

The crowd

Your voice is my home

The chatter

Insincerity

I find a lighted path

From your smile

All these people

Going different directions

I stand alone

In the traffic

People treat people

Like things,

Possessions

Just say 'It's going to be fine'

That's all I need