sick with more words

confusion 
those are the clouds above

underground base of the pond bottom

night will come 
sooner and leave later

tonight is no different 
confusion and loneliness

sick with all these twists and turns

can’t help but be 
disappointed and disgusted

unknown unseen cruelty on the surface

nothing but lies 
and false hope

tonight is no different 
solitude achieved

sick with more words…