Body in distress

Chillness in my lumbs,
Aching on my back,
Drowsy in my head,
And no heat to be sensed.

Stack up the blankets,
I could only feel fabric weight.
Drop my eyelids,
Spirit taking a retreat.


A half conscious man,
Onward on this words,
Seeking some verses
That tells of the moment.

This Moment

I am using anesthesia,
using music to numb my senses
to lose myself
before i resign to overbearing forces.

Let me find peace,
amidst them
while i am like a stranger
in a city i have yet to meet.

A runaway,
pursued by many,
trouble by the struggle,
trying to make ends meet.

Where am i
where am i really?
Have i really lost myself?
My desperate act of escape...