monologue

Lit Body: 

Different voices I kept on hearing

          Slowly eating me up alive

Condescending thoughts scorn my soul

 

Tricked, trapped, outraged

The awakening of emotions engaged

 

I fell, I was torn, destroyed

Slowly, slowly, slowly

 

Circling my mind

          Pain, torment, suffering

 

Unfaithful, enraged, broken

For in my thoughts dissipates

 

Insipid, plain, blank

I am now undefined

 

Enigmatic world

Cynical mind

Circling, circling, circling

 

The music, the essence, the delirium

I see no body fully…

Lit Author: 
Paolo Menor Villela