i got lost in a worldthat was moving at bottleneck speeds(free) time is unheard oflove was measured in green (currencies)emotions were all just a scribble on the seashoreone after another – no reason, no rhyme staring out from my islandi feel helpless and so out of tuneno one

i dont know how i lost the gameit was secured in a safe placeaway from the prying eyesi thought i had mastered the art of keeping things safei thought i was safei thought i was secure when i still think about it now, a shiver runs through my spineand i

I lie there silently holding on to dear life right in the middle of the hustle and bustle i lie, unnoticed and uncared for aware of the trauma that is unfolding right before me unknown to the many souls outside i squirm and turn and twist aware that i am

This is a continuation of the previous poem – i am back ———————————————————————————————————————– moving away from the hustle and bustle i stepped inside letting my eyes adjust to this dim light i waited near the entrance with the music blaring on one corner a bunch of "drunken" idiots on other

stuck in the middle of nowhere i was this lost sailor attempting to repair my broken ship yet trying to sail away at the same time going nowhere spending far more(time) than i should be i was confused happiness was a thing of the past sadness written all over the

all alone in this cold rainy morning inside a dark smelly alley i see an old man sleeping away his final days wandering around in this cold rainy morning compass swirling all over my life was put on a  pedestal and in one single moment my fall from grace was