well, there's always a higher mountain, a deeper ravine, and a more challenging camp. so, no comments.

Something's wrong with my life. I have a bad feeling that something is screwing up without me knowing it. There's this foreboding at the back of my mind that something dark, something evil is gonna happen. Soon.

I'm feeling like a jigsaw puzzle
with too many holes and unfilled spaces.
my inner sky's adrizzle
on the dark set sogging up the pieces.
where they start to rot,
disintegrate.
disappear.
In the suffocating warm air
the hated stench of rain.
hated, cause i'm left outside.
once again,
all by myself
to fend off
the razor white
teeth of the sky.
Waiting,
always waiting
and cringing,
convulsing as the pitter-patter breaks the calm;
here it comes.