my existence is a film,
unscripted from bottom to brim
main characters for some
while supporting cast others become
writing and acting in my breath
retakes and editing curtailed to any length
uncertainty directs me to perform
unaware which climax
turns out to be the epilog.
seeing the stars fall,
my heart crawls
to pursue my instinct
it’d be a crime to even think
for my soul narrates
an unusual tale of my banal fate
involuntarily i drag myself
though i want it bad
i reluctantly deny
wishing only if that, i had.