Sad is the day when a man carries a gun,
to end a life and sow the seed of hate,
divide and deconstruct what has taken eons to build,
reckless and selfish this prophecy occurs,
to what end does the man have,
in their own mind of misfiring thoughts,
lies create alternate reality,
bullets need not be fired,
words and understanding will heal,
together we will build and strengthen,
divided we fall.

I kept her to myself; peacefully, after all this time. I kept her silent and calm. I thought that if I could shun her away from the outside that she could still develop into the beauty I’ve always seen in her. I didn't believe that this world was ready for her. They’ll never be.

She was my little secret.
Why should I share my serenity with the rest of the earth?
Why give them my happiness when I know that they can’t protect it?

I begged her to not to let me relinquish her. I told her that the world will just abuse her and won’t understand her needs, just stay here when I feel that its time. She grew restless of being kept a secret. She no longer wanted to be kept in a shameful place. She knows that time is pivotal and no more of hers will be wasted. She knows what she needs.

Short lived pleasure is the parent of pain
And my guiltiest pleasure is your kiss.
A kiss that softly touches my lips which
Begin to make me quiver as I begin to take a deep breath
And realize that this will soon ache.
at that very moment I realize that I shouldn't
Love you because I need you,
I should need you because I love you.

My soul is in mourning, my heart is pounding
From the heavy ache you've given to me.
Dear lover, why do you want me to suffer
Like this? What pain did I make you feel?
Why let me feel like poison?
This flame that came from our bones
Burned swiftly. How did this happen to us?
Why did our love have to die?
Is this lost a blessing or a curse?
Help me, please!
Here my call, Why are you doing this lover?

For Me

This for the love that freed me.
The thoughts that haunted me.
The man I dreamed of.
This is for the woman I am,
I’m becoming, and once was.
This is for me.

What About Me

Did you think about me when you gave her apart of me?
when you were searching for your heaven in her,
did you truly feel at peace?
Did you feel what you wanted to feel?
taste what you were craving for?
Did you ever think in that moment
about me?

For You


This is for the dishonesty you showed me.
the aches you gave me.
the tears I’ve cried.
this is for the fear you thought you put in me.
this is for the beating I gave,
to myself.
This is for the deliverance from a demon.
this is for the forgiveness
that I have within me
and tears of joy
it brought me.
this is for the love
that freed
me