The more we reach out
The more we fall
We are insignificant
To the world
The universe
Existence
That's why there is Faith
That's why
There is Death
That's why
Denial exists
In this
Finite infinity
-A cloaked wall.

Your face is...
Sane
Beautiful.
Your mind
Twisted
Black
Insane
A monster...
Wearing the face
Of a woman
Wronged.

When I see her,
My heart skips a beat...
Then stops...
After that I don't feel anything at all.

With all their fake faces
And empty hollow hearts;
Clinging
for a warmth
That does not exist...
Anymore.

When morning comes
Visitor in the night
Fateless commitment
Forgive me
Unwritten
Going all out
Written on the skyline
By candlelight.

Sometimes I hear ringing...
Ringing in my head
Along with all the wails and shrieks
All screeching and yowling
Demanding to be heard above each other
While I hear ringing...
In my head.
Sometimes I hear ringing...
Like the sound of the Big Ben
Or tick-tock of a watch I lost a long time ago.
Ringing...
Like the trickling and beeping of the traffic
flow
at Maryland bridge
On a cool Thursday evening.
The swishing and swashing of the semi-
twisting waves
Splashing on the beach
During a night reign...
Of soaking rain.
The chirping of birds and flutter of
butterflies
Rustles of the tree leaves and hissing of the
snake
They hide below.
As I cocked my head, my mental ear listening
I suddenly remember that...
Sometimes I hear ringing...

Perhaps
In a single motion
He fell
Wind in his hair
The sky brightening
His eyes closed
Listening to the music of a faraway land
Slight smile on his face
If only he was sleeping.