Even if I run out of words to say—
I run out of an idea to slay,
I would still make a poem for you.
I will just stare at you;
And let my hand do all the work.
If I run out of ink to write;
I would gladly use my blood,
To write a poem to my love.
I will do everything;
So you could be able to know—
How much you really mean to me.

12:40 am—
Another day goes by;
And a new day will about to start.
Thank you for making me happy.

We always ended up
Saying good night
To one another
And wishing we could kiss each other.

But we know we still are young
We still cant live in the same roof,
I’ll wait for that day to come
And I’ll wait for the day you gonna ask me my sweetest “YES”

Good night now, my love.
Hope you’ll doing just fine just for this night
Here’s my good night kiss for you tonight— and;
I love you, Good night.

I maybe smiling widely;
But didn’t you know I was breaking inside?
I maybe laugh all the time;
But didn’t you know that I always cry alone at night?

I must have the one of the hardest life a man can have.
I have a complete family, but feels like none.
I have too many friends, but it feels like I had no one.
Is this what they called depression?

I just want someone who’s willing to stay with me;
Listens to my story;
Listens to my words;
Listens to my sobbing every night.

Its like I felt the whole world on my shoulder,
Im too young to handle this one.
Can I take my own life?
Just to stop this miserable life of mine?

I just wanted to have a happy life.
But why does every step I take;
I still get this miserable life.
Am I being cursed?

If I’ll end up my life;
Would this curse will also gonna end?
Shall I give it a try?
I want to escape.

Escape this cruel world we have.
People are already killing each other.
People are already taking their own lives.
Many are now dead by this thing called depression.

You gave me strength—
You gave me all the support
You gave me your purest love;
And He gave me the man I love.

You are the man that every girl wish for;
You are the one who can make all my worries gone.
You are the man who cheers me up when I feel low—
You are the perfect man for me.

Many people will talk about us;
On how lucky we are to one another.
“He’s so lucky to have her”, they said—
But I replied, “I am also is lucky to have him”

I don’t care if people will bad mouth you;
I will protect you, my love.
I’ll shield you for all the hurtful words.
And I will perish them with our kindness.

You may not be the handsome guy—
But you are more than just enough.
Even if you’ll go bald—
I’ll still love you for who you truly are.

My dad wears a uniform,
A badge and a gun.
He says goodbye to my mom
Who prays he’ll see tomorrow’s sun.

She’s gone to bed so many nights
Without him by her side.
The empty bed come morning
Makes her fear opening her eyes.

I was but seven years old
The first time I truly realized
The bad choices people make
Are the reason daddy’s friends have died.

I hate listening to the radio
And watching any news
For when disaster strikes
Policemen always lose.

They lose time with their husbands.
They lose time with their wives.
They lose time with their children.
They too often lose their lives.

Every choice you’ll ever make
Will impact someone’s day
Please don’t let tonight’s actions
Rip someone’s tomorrow away.

-ARI