man in the fridge

so if id started talking

would anyone listen?

if i keep on going

would anyone bother stopping?

when all my fears

starting to creep

can i start

burying myself deep?

just when i started to see

people came and go

not even a face that i recognize

tragedy i have memorized.

as i started to hum

a happy tune

it began to rain

and all just wen in vain.

no pain

no gain.

bullets came rushing

no space for dodging.

bells began ringing

in my ear staying.

i stand to stir

but i was left shaken.

was it yesterday

when we were crying

or the day before that

when both of us started hoping.

but now

and tomorrow

are just sorrows

and we can not borrow

time is passing

and as always

we are left hanging

somewhere clinging.

on a cliff of hopeless future.

manic torture

uncured by time.

a depressing night after passing time.

tending to hate goodbyes

but fearing hellos

and everyone started to become foes

not an ally on my side.

mau

malaya

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