Day Shifters

1200 hour. awake as bright as the moon
lost in our own spaces. touch everything near
and make them ours

three hours we laid down like corpses
attending our own funeral
driving our own hearse
seeing faces we haven’t seen,
we become friends with them

rain fell
painted a beautiful rainbow as it leaves
it’s only five in the morning
dead is gone. scattered by the light
dreams become realities
maggots morphed into men

we hide ourselves from the mirror
pretend to be who we are not
smile to fake the lies
and steal what isn’t ours

lost in our own riddle,
we became fragile
blitz of boredom,
turned us into a beast
and along with the boxes we stole
we made us kings of our own kingdom

last thing we know
life of ours have ended on six
and now its time to sleep
kill the sick and salute them with a slit
so long my friend.
see you on my dreamland

Day Shifters

Your Call

What would you do when you fell in love with another person when you are engaged? Someone that might truly held your future. Someone that might give you something you may never find in others. That’s the question of faith. You would never know what might come to your way and all you could do is hold fast so you may not drown in the possibilities.

Consider this: the feeling of your fiancée and your true feeling towards that another someone. Now that’s tough. It’ll drag you to the start line.

Would you save the long relationship when suddenly you gradually lost the feeling to the bond or would you be an asshole and leave towards something unknown to you?

That’s life. I was pushed towards a whirlpool and drown to my misery.  It was indeed a tough one. Or at least for me, it was a hard decision to make. To my left, stood a future I built for years and through blood shed. To my right, a dark future that I may not figure out until I walk the path. I was damned to my thought that somehow I pushed everyone away from me. I was fighting a losing game when it comes to face my confusion. And out of desperation, I made a selfish move. I decided to hang myself and stay alone for eternity. A coward move that I loathe so much making my death isn’t enough to pay the debt. You might say ‘That was easy. Stick to your plan and forget the intruder.’ And yes I may be agreeing with you when I don’t have to move.  Or you’d go with ‘Stay true to your heart. You’re no longer feeling a thing for her, why would you keep the ring?’

True, those thoughts crossed my mind along with billions other thoughts. But I was a filthy childish man without a solid ground under my feet. I hate myself for not knowing what to do instead running away from the trouble. Now here is the question for you; what would you do if you were me?

Get to my tomb and speak aloud your answer. I’ll be waiting from hell.

 

Sincerely,

 

Your dead buddy

 

Your Call