He rose from a pile of dust and found himself standing among the dead.
A man with wings called him out, "Boy! You're next."
He walked on the clouds towards the glowing light
Where began the trial of his life.

Before the final verdict he asked God, "You saved me from one hell just to throw me into another?
Will I ever deserve something other than heat and fire?"
"I won't send you to hell", God replied. "You deserve heaven in your after life."

On his way to the eternal bliss,  he witnessed people rotting in hell.
They were wearing black suits yet their faces could not be recognized.
"Who are these men punished in such a way?" he asked the angel
"The men who were comfortable enough while you were dying.
They were too proud to wear their suits in heat
But had no heart to help the poor people in need."

lying on the washroom floor
drunk and broken
i closed my eyes and asked God
"do You exist?"

silence.

"prove me."

silence.

the darkness filled in
and my senses turned numb.

i woke up in my grave
"thank you, God. now i know."

Show me your naked self
by tearing down
every costume that
your eyes ever wore.

And I will love you
like a wolf
secretly loves the moon.

It was not a pleasant day, I’ll agree to that
When another nightmare woke me up from sleep.
I looked around to see where I was
I was not sure if it was real or another dream.

I picked up my phone and walked outside.
And what I saw, I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I saw everyone lying; injured or dead .
God! It was a horrible sight to witness.

A thick red air was what I was breathing.
I looked around to find traces of reality.
“It’s another nightmare.” I kept telling myself.
As I tried to find a way to wake up again.

An old woman stared me as if I was the culprit.
I felt so guilty that I wanted to escape.
But there was no way so I climbed up to the roof.
I thought, “That’s how I’ll know the truth.”

I woke up again but in a hospital this time
With a pain so intense, I thought I was dying.
“What is wrong with her?” someone asked the doctor.
“Poor little girl, she has lost her mind.”

He offered me wine but I refused for I don't drink.
He offered me a cigarette but I refused for I don't smoke.

He offered me his heart
and I took it
because I was longing to be
loved.

My head hurts.
Take a pill, they say.
A pill or two more
if the pain does not go away,
A pill.
A pill.
A pill.

And pills is what I have taken
all my life
every time I had a headache.