I just need to redirect my thoughts.
I need the much needed time.
I have to deliberate.
I can't afford to slip up.
I need my soul to meet up with my heart.
I need my HEART and soul into it.




You may just be
what I need.
My plight remains unheard.
My sorrows left unattended.
This peculiar void
recognize no one
but you.
But now you seek no one
after all what's me to you.
I'm just like a discarded fact of life.
Helpless.
Like the trickling of water drops,
running down the drains.
Unnoticed.
Not cared.

Am I all alone.