Alone

A Poem by Kyle Francisco

Not about me anymore
realize this as I enter through the door
it's been awhile
evolution of style
becoming something so vile
running rampant with wicked wishes

I mend broken stitches
thoughts aloof
as I contemplated atop devil's roof
come with no proof
a world away
nothing to say
just another day
filled with sorrow
the same tomorrow
repeated destiny
not much left of me
what seems to be

I fail to see
aim to believe
wear my heart on my sleeve
experiencing ecstasy
fall into despair
and I don't quite care
nothing is known
visage of stone