Intrusion.
Don't you realized what you've done?
You acted like you were the almighty.
But yet all of these insecurities make you worry?
You've failed before too, ain't you, honey?

Here, I've writ you this passage.
You know, for a bit of message.

Be adviced and armed.
For I know, I'm not an easy prey.
Life never treated me well.
So do not be alarmed,
just run and pray.
Before you face your own hell.

But, be my guest, come and play.

First, let me light my cigars
and start to sing.
Truly yours,
A lady who used her scars,
to make her wings.

Life is a game, a grandscale game with never ending experiences, feelings and thoughts to be had. Within this great game we play many other games, a major category of this, being social games.
One, somewhat flawed, rule which we have made up for this social game is that one really doesn't know or doesn't feel something unless they can describe it with words whereas that's not the case!

You can describe something but you cannot tell me it's hows or what it truly is, let me give you an example:
I tell my friends that I am in love with a girl, raptorously, and they ask me to "prove it" or tell them how I'm "in love with her" and, if I'm a good poet, I would say: "I love her as the fish in the pond loves the moon's reflection, I love her as the birds love to sing in the mornings, I love her as the toe loves hitting the side of something at 3 in the morning, I love her rapturously, with all my being and all my heart." and then they would say wow and say that yes I really do love the girl.

However not everyone is a poet and mere words cannot express how and what we feel because as much as I try to express my love to the world through words and utterances it will always fail to send out what I truly feel at heart. You cannot tell me how you beat your heart, how you formulate your thoughts or how you digest your food, you just 𝑑𝑜 it.

To try to explain somethings to some people would be like trying to drink the ocean with a fork: ardous, boring and neverending. You can always try to, but you would get tired in the first 30 seconds and they, too, would leave.

Running through the woods
Scared
Giant shadows loom over me
A bad omen
The sun is starting to go
Faster
A campsite
Faster
Finally I won't be hungry tonight

Take care and be careful
riot vans flooding the streets
Live in the moment- be cheerful
While you still can

Eyes glued to the future and scanning,
Never expect things to go to plan;
But the solution is simple and like you
I can seal it with my hands
But I'd rather live my life eyes shut

A widely opened book
With the footprints on my skin to show for it
**** pouring it up, I'm engulfed in it
And threading delicate alibis out of my lonliness

Parading through the chaotic hangover with the ambition

Of a tectonic force.

Write as if you've never written before.
Write as if you'll never write again.
Write as if the person you love most in life ends up as the person you hate most at the wake of death.
Write as if nobody will ever see your work.
Write as if you've died more times in your own life than you've lived.
Write as if the music is still there.
Write as if you've suffered through your years.
Write as if you have the worst dayjob on earth.
Write as if it reads the reader. Rather than the reader reading your work.

Dawn will come

Never give up
Keep going
When you get far
You'll see farther

Life's a journey
On your way
Never give up
Take good steps
And enjoy the trip
Wisely and carefully.

Harm nobody
Play your cards
Wisely and thoughtfully.

God's love
Advices are building blocks
Take them
Think about them
Use them
Thank the authors after.