to understand self
a quest doomed
the unexplained voids
fits of flamboyant rage
an abundance of blur
broken sand clocks
missing grains forgotten
gone in the midst of
the uplifting whispering
hear the leaves humming
the tune of nowness
exciting times erupting
short-lived hope distracted
metallic taste inside the mouth
it is midnight already
another day vanished
taking with pieces of
my failing sanity
Stream of happymess 
One thought on “day 122 . failing”