Another Night

And its night again,
thoughts back to square one.
Time rewinds to where it began,
memories agonize as if shot of gun.
Hollowness pushing to the edge,
loneliness screaming from within.
Calmness of surface fully shed,
laying off tears lids are shivering.
Taking charge of me is apathy,
every bone feeling so cold.
Your face never gets fuzzy,
chilling sweat can’t even hold.
Just want this misery to hibernate,
run hard in this blackness to zenith.
Just want to feel my flesh vibrate,
and smother every memory down beneath.

Baleshwar Singh