The real war is not on the outside
It is on the inside
When you can fight
And overcome the lusts
And demands of your flesh
When you can turn to God
Instead of your habits
And find pleasure
Peace and solace
In the things of the spirit
When you can master yourself
You will have the power you need
To change your life
And the world around you.

Love her like
She's the raging sea,
Unrestrained and dark and deep.
And you crave her touch
Through aching pores
As you slowly drown in sleep.

Love her like
She's the tender storm,
A lovely shade of grey.
Like with every whiff
Of breath she takes,
She's taking yours away.

Love her like
She's the silent clouds
With calmness floating by.
Like you'd want to make
Sweet love to her
Under the moon's apocalyptic eye.

Love her like
She's the blazing fire,
And you lust the candied pain.
Like she's the disease
That swallowed you whole
And you'd like to die again.

When her gentle touch
Makes your chest explode,
And your addiction is your girl.
Promise you'll love her
Through hell and back,
Or don't you dare love her at all.

Your future is in your hands
Let it not slip into others'

Sandwiched
Between:
Birth and death
Good and evil
Love and hatred
Courage and cowardice
Friends and foes
Optimism and pessimism
Bossism and insubordination
War and peace
Sun and rain
Spring and summer
Devil and divine
Heart and soul
Heaven and hell
Origin and horizon
What if and what not?
Life is synonymous with antonyms.

"How are you" ,they ask almost monotone-like.
"I'm great " she responds.
Her smile fades as soon as there eyes close.
Her heart breaks just as images flash in her brain.
Holding her head she lets out a silent scream.
Can they not see?
A smile here.
A tears there,
Always disguised,
Never to let rise.
Holding in her demons,
But how long will she last
Before what she fears, lashes back at her.
"I'm fine..
I'm okay ...
I'm alright...
I'm....
I ....
Hello....
Hey....
Help...
Me...."

sadness
has a tight grip
on me
choking
the very will
to live
right
out
of
me