I am a matter in one space,
by dee geyrozaga
A space packed with vertical lives,
Overflowing with so much noise,
Opportunities and heartbreaks.
There's a part of me still frightened,
That I might lose or miss something,
Another part wanted to rid,
Every broken and mismatched things.
Walking over damaged sidewalks,
Own sphere surrounded by movements,
With all these strangers running late,
Random memories surfaced.
Tired and annoyed, I pondered
On why I'm here - I still wondered,
Do I miss my treasured peace?
Or I'm just being nostalgic.
Drowning from too much exhaustion,
With some points of desperation,
I'm in a challenging position,
No turning back, just keep moving on.