Second Thought Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

With a breathe of heavy sigh
ticking of the clocks resound
choking with every affection
of falsity and raging pretense.

Seeking what should be found
through worlds of lost
is a journey with contempt
an end to wherever is left.

The rub of this warmth
sends shivers across
to spaces thought untouched
forever imprinted they are.

Surrender to hopeless case
a face lost with no name
faith beyond stake of life
let me die in this second thought.