On My Life 

By: Matilde Robles 

I scream at the top of my lungs 

I scream on a microphone 

Every time I have my eyes on my phone 

It’s an insult that is going through my mind  

On and off the days go on 

Tears coming out with no water on the vase 

I don’t care anymore for it’s on my mind 

I can’t stop thinking, “On and Off” they go 

Especially at night when nightmares hunt me  

Nothing really changes, nobody can make me laugh like I used to 

On a sunny day I woke up 

And the moon blocked the sun.