I wish to be free,
A dream of a stormy night,
a snowy meadow kissed by the moonlight,
When wind dashes and dances across the fields
When everything is asleep
I wish to depart.
And just be.

~Umi

The promise
of tonight
stirs within

Let it
soon
begin

Ice cold rain dripping down
the bathroom floor, the chairs
on the balcony empty and
grey grey clouds over the ocean
impede her going out sides always
November means gray rain
and unrest, a coldness as a
distance from him, them,
the palm trees at least not waving
breaking the sky, into disarray her
thoughts will travel disquietly
unappreciated and loved
in the dark in an empty room
in the light surrounded by
happy goodbyes. Fall.

Lock and key,
Just going to be
You and me.
Can't you see all the faces
Have their secrets
But not every one of them keeps it


Rock and roll;
Downhill
With no control.

For way too long
We've been holding on
You've got to know
When to let go!

i feel like a tiger
pacing in a cage
it is not poetic
in the way that
if the bars were opened
i would burst out
like a firecracker
it is instead in the way that
i would lie down where i stood
unable to leave.

I yelled out insanely ,
the first time the things I loved were deprived from me little by little;
I crawled on the ground painfully,
the first time the moments I cherished were wiped in my world step by step;
I knelt on the floor humbly,
the first time the work I created were destroyed in front of me piece by piece.
But ,
they never stopped withering;
they never stopped vanishing;
they never stopped dying away.
Then,
the second time;
then,
the third time;
then,
the forth time.
Then,
it is normal.