“IDK”
I no longer have an idea
of what’s going on
I can’t figure out
what seems to be wrong?
was it me?
someone around me
or something that
could’ve triggered me
I don’t know anymore
what should I do?
where should I go?
what is happening to me?
I don’t know
staring at the empty
page of paper
thinking what should I write?
how do I begin?
where should I end?
my room is now filled
with all the papers
that has been crumpled
my ears has gotten tired
from listening
to the clocks’s ticking
deafening silence
is killing me
my thoughts are
suffocating me
i’m drowning
in this ocean
of unknown misery
— feria
