I'm a DJ, a Disk jockey.
My fingers are like a jockey stick.
I breathe and live House music.
The first descendant of Disco music.

I'm the descendant of Frankie Knuckles.
My tunes ease listener's glooms.
I'm a predator, music beats are my prey.
House music is the only language I understand.
I busk locally and internationally.

I'm a beast, not just any beast.
Beast that play 4/4 repetitive beats.
I play tunes that move with heart beats.
My tunes aren't restricted to race or religion.
Behind the deck, I'm thee "House beast"

For your love, I'll do anything.
Climb the highest mountain.
Just to prove that my love is divine.
Swim the deepest ocean.
Just to save you from sinking.

You're always in my mind.
I can't imagine a day without you.
A day without you feels like a week.
A week feels like a month.
A month feels like a year.

We're like conjoined twins with one heart.
I can't define love.
But love without us is undefined.
"I love you" is an understatement.
What I feel is more than love.

he shakes; he’s shaking; why are you shaking?

you’re scaring me.
Please, control yourself.

his arms are flailing, his eyes are blank.
he’s  about to collapse… Watch out for that pole!
he shudders; he’s shuddering; calm down.  
it’s quick, fast-moving.

his sharp movements cool into a warm silence.
no more flailing arms.
and he has me hold him.
he’s  not moving,
his    heart is beating through his ears, pulsing.

and I have my arms around him now.
he shivers. then falls asleep.

It's been a month and I'm already sick of this
The twitching when I write
When I roll my eyes back
People looking at me funny

All I ever hear about from the stupid kids is,
"Seizure Sara!"
"Seizure Sara!"
Sometime I even get a ***** look from someone
Like I can help it

My good friends are now afraid of me
They treat me like a helpless animal
Every time someone ask
I have to explain the whole **** thing to them

Help me
Help my seizures
Help my fear