Quiserla: December 2020

Monday, December 7, 2020

Looking back to my old self.

I have changed in a lot of ways.

I wonder,

if it is for a greater cause,

or the opposite?

Dear girl,

Have you calmed down?

Clear your head.

Fear nothing.

As Covid-19 strikes,

there's nowhere to run.

As you laugh today,

it might be your last laugh.

As you weep today,

it might be your last drop of tear.

As you live today,

who knows,

if there's no tomorrow.

There's nowhere to run,

regardless of race or age.

There's nowhere to run,

regardless of wealth and health.

There's nowhere to run,

as Covid-19 strikes.

I don't know what I want.

I don't know what I am doing.

I don't know what I am going to do.

Should I just die off quietly somewhere?

The delirious person, me.