What to write?
I do not know.
Just to where
did my muse go?
Gnawing hole
inside my chest,
the one thing
that I know best.
Didn't eat,
and will not sleep.
Nor 'tis time
to wail or weep.
Simple words
with meager rhymes.
Nothing flies
as fast as time.
Who are you?
And whom am I?
I don't really
want to die.
Not right now,
not with this line.
So alone
and far away.
I just need
some peace today.
