Cyclone 3 Poem by J.M Berger

all i need
is someone to tell me that there's still hope
i'll be okay
with just a little glimmer of possibility
see that little crack of light
that's peeling through those dark storm clouds
that tiny hint of what might be
i know it seems far-fetched
but at this point i'll take whatever i can get
goin' mental
feelin' sour
this is my lonely romance, love-
i wanted to embrace it but instead i devoured it
oriental (rejected)
super-powered (midnight soul on the prowl)
i'll take another hit on the nose
i know it's unrealistic
but right now i'll take whatever i can get