I want to die happy.

So the next time I feel unrelenting joy

I will **** myself.

I think I'm safe for awhile.

Fate slips
As a fallen horse's
  hoof
To prove there
Is a yonder, unwritten
Which we can not
   write
With our fingerless hands
Stumbling through life
Gripping guideless
    reigns
Tripping over a wish
Never to be ours
Fate did never
     find

I said good bye
to all the memories
bitter and sweet
past is buried.

I march forward
future awaits
the new year
the new me
write  a new chapter
on a clean fresh paper.

Can a zero be a hero?
Yes,
Only with strong will and determination
No,
with sheer laziness and much
negativity...
Can a hero be a zero?
Yes,
Only with ego and ruthlessness
No,
with dignity and being down to earth...
To be a hero or a zero...
Only you decide...

I got the lock
You gave me key
Look at us now
Just
You
And
Me..

The lady in red shoes
She has no absolute clues
On Monday morning blues
She Whistles the song "FOOTLOOSE"

It isn't about the shoes
The red pair she choose
Strangely, someone called Bruce
Offered her apple juice

It isn't about the shoes
but the color that she choose
Oh... she should never loose
Her pair of red colored shoes.......

bare my teeth
lay bare my soul
before it's too late

a penitent paper tiger
praying not to immolate

When the drunken stupor dissipates,
and haze clears from your eyes,
I pray that you find solace within
and hope it was worth our goodbyes.