Another Day

I see people on the streets
jumping signals
rushing
to that next thing
planning their lives away
they look like they will beat this
and soar into the sky
like some shooting stars
but I know
they aren’t going anywhere
I curl up under the blanket
knowing hope is a made up word
there’s no hope here
no bettering of today
there’s some madness
and the rest is darkness
and I'll implode
like the stars
and disappear
into this nothingness

~ mithun