My black days spill over
white hot
full of sparks that burn instantly
Monocast in hearts
Ductile to life's incessant blows of futility
Black days dance
fluid in regidity
My black days consume me
Take me to the place
where the past , the present , and the future become one eternity

Am I more like
The deciduous trees
Shedding their leaves
Like crippled tears
Cast to the ground
As shrivelled fears
Bleached bone branches
Raised to the sky
Begging for an end
To what has only begun

I've told you I'm jumping out of my skin.
Bursting out this body
And hopefully
Shedding everything
That ever kept me
From being anything
Other than absolutely free.

You don't understand this restlessness.

I've waited.
I've waited and yearned and longed
In pain for so long and I just want
It to stop.

Make the wanting stop.
The call.
Cover my ears and close my eyes
But I don't hear it from anywhere
Other than from inside.

So how do I run?
How do I hide?

Tired, worn out, lost, desperately trying to survive.. Dragging through life. You're not alone.
Everybody says we should keep the hopes high but don't they see that's the rope we've been holding onto and we're at the end?
We've held on so much it's cutting us,
Sometimes hope hurts.
Perhaps we should try faith.

Yesterday I watch a movie that had ten episodes
There I was alone watching into the morning 3: 00 a.m.
It was more about ***, lies, and manuscripts set in the heart of Maine

Limitlessness,

It mirrors the limitlessness of the human condition?
Facebook is like our mirror, we are always looking into the mirror
Facebook, Facebook in cyber space, who is this fearless of us all

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of us all:
How many likes, how many visitors, how many notifications,
How many request shall I confirm or delete in a day:  why must I translate?

To see how the other half lived or used to live: juggling with the human behavior
I am running out of space to stored my poems, but my word kept coming

**Isaiah 55:11
so My word that proceeds from My mouth will not return to Me empty, but it will accomplish what I please, and it will prosper where I send