I lie widely awake in my bed,
fighting away the life in my blood
that is making my thoughts dark red.
I stare out into the dark morning,
with all of my reeling thoughts
slowly turning into a lucid thinking.
The golden moment of lucidity at
this dark, twisted day time is only
conjuring unwanted sentimentality;
Re-flaring my already burning rage,
making the bitterness more bitter,
and the pain anything but assuaged;
By the birth of the lightful night I see
all my wishful thinking coming to life,
becoming more vivid than they could ever be.
And tomorrow’s sun is another night,
where I’d be fighting away death in my blood,
but the life in my mind would be refusing to ignite.
Nikki Piandong is a Language and Literature graduate from the University of the Philippines Baguio. She loves to write poems and confessions on her free time.