Am Fine

An ash's dark so is its color, grey/gray
sometimes, the life does bark. . .
especially when am fluke to cold--astray
i don't consider anything real. . .
whatever you say/gotta say
but damn! it's hard to burn things alive. . .
especially when it's all linked up to your past that's gray/grey

psychologically, am sane
mentally, am disturbed
philosophically, i sage
but in general. . .
i literally gone indulged. . .
. . . up ov'r the wisp of howled night --
the night that speaks to me something i ain't deny
yup, hey sup, i know can't bring gone things back to my life, alive
perhaps. . . do remind gone--past every-spectacularly-singular-time. . .
especially when. . . darkness nudges me up to get high.
Damn!
_______________________________________________
. . .but you know what,
_________________________________AM F-I-N-E.

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Ps.
Something hits me ov'r the night when i remind the time since all of my stuffs gone turned to a wisp of a night, yes, am talking of... my stuffs --- the stuffs that i lost back in the end of 2015. Every thing, every pic, every memory of my old-days -- the gone days, pics of my friends, colleges days, hangout days. . . & whatsoever too many things i lost since just... DUE TO MY stupidity, DUE TO MAH mistake...  the window got crashed & i lost my everything just in a blink, i'd sink...

... i don't blame my window for what shits happened to me but ME! Cos.. it already warned me not to proceed, perhaps, i ignored it & thought, ah, it's such a nothing but, resulting. . .

Ah, whatever__________________________________
________________AM FINE__________________Damn!