I sought joy by holding on to pain
Sought freedom by holding on to a chain
Trying to keep track of the time, my lifetime but I'm too scared to watch
I'll see how it passes fast and my dreams I can no longer touch
Tell me you do see the watch on my wrist
Does it show you what wasted, am I at risk?
I'm looking for fame yet I cover my face
I guess my shame brought me to this place

Stars are only clearest in the dark night
But that one star, she dared to be bright
She dared to be bright, when they said it wasn't right
They said it wasn't right to be bright except in the night

She twinkled just like any little star
Though she was different with every little scar
Her scares made her a different kind of star
But that wasn't enough, she just had to raise the bar

So when day came, when the star hid
She shone forth without being timid

You only fear because you care
Always here, never getting there
You only hear sounds that scare
All you can bare is that one nightmare

Darkness and light don't share the same might
Your courage and fear can never reach the same height
If you say that you aren't fearless then you definitely right
If you say don't have fear then you bout get a fright

When it hits, it hits real hard they told me
Reality is cruel for a dreamer you see
It tell us we can never truly be that we wish to be
But still there are those who are willing to pay the fee

They dare to dream, to let their imagination run wild
They refuse to hold back or stop believing like a child
The know full well that reality is not too kind
They let in every positive vibe they can
find
They believe that those who preach reality are blind
So they continue dreaming, leaving the doubters behind

I for one have been told many a time to face reality
That it is only fitting so that I may survive in society
But I never really believed in formality
So I try to escape from reality, call it insanity

They told you to stop day dreaming and wishful thinking
Maybe that's the reason why your dreams are sinking

Stuck in this boat and I can't swim
I can't even feel a single limb
Every part is numb, my eyes deem
I'm okay, I'm fine, it may seem

I can't explain what or how I'm feeling
I just know that I really need healing
There's no such thing as dreaming
All I see is nightmares and killing

Myself
Yet

You tell me to not not lose hope
But how do you expect me to cope
I already prayed with the Pope
Now I just need a chair and rope

Guess I'll just have to go
Is there any hope? No

Her picture shouts louder than ranting crowds marching against the deprivation of freedom, with heads and fists up high they declare their liberty draws nigh

That's why I won't let it speak for itself but I'll try my best to describe it myself

Her pose and posture resemble a throne

A queen in her Majesty will not be overthrown

Her shoulders fortified pillars of gold able to carry waterfalls of teardrops like a drowning woman carrying what breath she has - a shoulder to cry on

The sun's radiance falls shy to the incredible shine that is her face

Many who are in darkness meet her face and forget entirely what darkness even looks like, you can feel the warmth of it even with the coldest of hearts

For cold hearts melt like candle wax at the warmth of her façade

Her chin-up utters the boldness of a roaring lion in its territory - A king with absolute dominance and rule

From her chin looking up is her highly noticeable lips

Red as fiery rubies, season ripe raspberries

As if rose petals, most red fell on her lips and were merged with them

When her lips part, they let way to a mighty outpouring of words like poetry

Declarations of glory worth awe

Incense valued and collected by cherubim

Graciously put together by her anointed tongue

Empowered by her billion angels choir of vocal cords

I paused for what seemed centuries attempting to ponder words and phrases that would accurately describe her eyes

Piercing diamonds, refined and washed in the sight of a Holy God

They carry vision in them, a multigenerational dream - looking forward with purpose on purpose

Like stars hanging ever so majestic in the dark night, her eyes hang on her African skin

Her eyes could easily become pathways to a promise: "No eye has seen, no ear has heard"

She wears her rich dark hair like a crown for her obedience, "Well done, oh good and faithful servant"

Don't be deceived, she may look like she's trapped within the cage, behind its wires but I assure you, she is actually looking in from the outside, on green pastures

Like when her life seems to be stuck in one place but she is actually just waiting to take others along with her, she's helpful like that

Well, I guess I can now say that I've tried my best to describe her picture, imagine trying to describe her

I looked forward to seeing you
Because I've been missing you
Actually, I really still do miss you
Though I don't believe I'll ever see you

I don't even believe that you hear a single word of what I'm saying right now
You said I shouldn't just say it but show you how I love you and this is how

That even when you betrayed me by dying
I still think of you as alive, my darling

I believe God loves expressions, every colour, every shape, every size - straight lines, crooked lines, fine ones and distortions, different but all enough. Expressions - emotions, facts, irrationality and rationality alike, science and fiction, science-fiction, art - paintings, poetry, music, dance... Every expression, every genre, no categories just all experions... Expressions of the human mind, soul and spirit; Expressions of nature; Expressions of technology; Expressions of life; Expressions of death; Expressions of existence; Epressions of extinction. You are an expression, I am an expression - God's art, God's poetry, God's dance, God's music, God's science experiment, God's discovery, God's invention, God's instrument, God's paint brush, God's dancing shoes, God's pen, God's creativity, God's creation - that's what you are.