how are you
i’d say if i could
reach you by phone but
well it’s been a long time
and most people fade away
after awhile
anyway.

Wasting all my time drowning in these bottles.
Hoping for a chance to start all over again.
Stomaching the bitter taste to forget what i'll never get back.
But forgetting is easier said than done.
And darling, i'm a wreck.
Just waiting for a chance to redeem myself.
Get out of this place, and start a better life.
Forget the pills, forget the knife.
Death is no salvation.
Just an easy way out for the ones who just can't take it.
So what's left for me?
I guess time will tell.
And in that time i'll try not to fully immerse my being in the poison that surrounds me.

Is a rather large
Group of mothers, criminals and
the forgotten victims

While you cover your profile pictures with transparent flags
ranting how terrorism should stop
retweeting and reposting those gory pictures of the victims
keeping up with the latest news
and trying to flow with the trend
like if this was the new ice bucket challenge
but with blood water.

In all honesty,
Do you really pity the victims?
Do you really feel the sorrow?
Were your families even part?
Were your friends even part?
Were you a part?

Or are you doing it for the sake of Likes?

Only truly
if you hate terrorism,
act like as you really do
because you look stupid,
hating what social media tells you to hate.

And only truly
if you hate terrorism,
You would do something more than a click from social media.

If terrorists terrorize to change the world into their own,
what are we doing to change ours?

Burn all the bridges
Set the foundations ablaze
Reduce the platform to cinders
Stare at the turquoise eyes of the fore
Walk from where you can stand
Breathe light through your nostrils
Listen to darkness make love
Love like the shore pulling the sea
God, we're so helplessly human