When things become explosive in your life like a hurricane.
Just keep pressing on, keep on pushing through my Friend.
Never give up, for the miracle is on it way into your life.
I know that sometimes it is easier to just give up here my friend.
But just trust in him, the True Living Savior , and our God.
For he wants to use you to draw others to him, so just trust him.
For he has great things in store for you, just trust him my friend.
For you are stronger then you realize for you are using God's strength.
Believe me , it the kind of strength that is supernaturally last forever.

This one goes to the real poets.
To those who decide to carry the world on their own.
To those who carry hell in their head and a graveyard of lost love stories in their heart
To the brave ones who fight darkness with darkness.
Tho those who the only answer they seek from a god is if there's eternal life for their loved ones, because they know there's no space for them in that paradise.
To those who know that suffering is the most humane feeling there is.
To those who loved and hated the wrong person.
This goes to Lorca isolated, hiding in a closet in New York.
To Unamuno craving to believe in something impossible.
To Quiroga drinking the poison of his sorrow at a hospital.
To Becquer and Espino for dying so young.
To Neruda for cheating on himself so many times.
To Machados' lost spirit.
To Marquez and his melancholic ******.
To Poe's tormented soul and his raven.
To Shakespeare and his Juliet.
To Dante and his story of woe.
This goes for the only beings who can live with a hell inside of them, and still manage to write heavenly things for those in need to read.
This one's for us.

A heart lost in vanity

                                              Will service and suffice
                          
                         My Lack of paradise  

      May all my enemies Die

 From a heart of Envy
    
                                 May their hopes descend into Despair

         No need for friends or Family

                                All I desire in this world is

                                             Glitter
    ­                                             &
                                              Gold

        ­                     I only require the Finer things
                                            
             ­                                      The Shiny things

                  They are the fuel to my

                                             Greed


                       They are the *Love of my life
                                    
                 My nutritious Diet

      My everyday Health plan

                My Psychologist
      
                        They keep my eyes Green

                                        They keep me going

    They keep me Safe

                                                       ­ They keep me Sane.
            

                                         V
                                           A
                                              N
               ­                             I
                                  ­           T
                                           Y

                       Oh how I have succumbed to it's beauty

             Its Art                                             
            ­                                                     
  It's Terror  
                              It's Pleasure                        

                                                           Its Life  

                       It's Wonder

                 The sensation it brings me is Unworldly              
   
                             I had to Devour its taste

             I needed to Sink my teeth

  Into its Succulent
          
                             Irresistibe  

                                      Tranquility

         ­                                          The Honesty 

     ­                                   It Possesses  

                         Is Euphoric in nature. 
                             
                                                 They say I am Addicted
                
                    Delusional
                                                            And Shallow
                
        But I say they are Conflicted

                                                 ­             Envious

                    And Callow.


                           *A heart full of vanity
                                         Had thee eyes of insanity

I have a confession to make
And it won't be clear  
Or even wise for that matter  
But I was there  

My eyes saw what they saw
I knew they would tear    
And I swore it nothing new  
But no one was near

I saw what I saw
but now I am here
And yet I still wonder
If I'm ever really here  

I guess the skies
were never as clear
At least In this disguise
I am *sincere