My indicator light's stopped working
near side at the rear.
I do right turns only
guessing my way, oh dear.

I'll spiral towards my destination
that's the plan, you see.
But I end up where I've started.
How stupid can one be?

Put a new bulb in the other day,
now the brake light's broke.
Is this for real,
or is this a joke?

So I think, brakes are for losers.
Slowing down or circling like a goof,
I'd get there so much faster
if I fixed a blue light to the roof.

The space in every word of a sentence
The silence between notes of a song
The rest after a hard day's work
Gap and stop makes sense

There is no such thing as nothing.
Even nothing must have something.

Sometimes, a stop is needed
A necessary halt for refueling the engine
A little brake to a steep corner
The travel becomes faster

in a corner
under the bed
asking questions about the dead
how to brake something fix
and how to fix something broke.
in a corner
in a room
with nothing else left to do
wondering thought wounder away
when will the day be that you'll go away
when will that corner expand
to a new land far away
until then
brake whats fixed
and fix whats broke
until that corner turns to another ghost
or what use to be.

How could i fight for something that isn't mine?
Why am I protecting something that I can't have.
I want to win her heart.
I want to hold her tight.

I'm fighting myself to hold back.
But darling its so hard because its you.
You're a 160%...
Where can i find that?

You're worth the fight.
You're worth the punches.
You're worth the damage.
You're worth the struggle.

If you are not mine, and I am giving you this much.
Fighting this much,
Imagine if you were mine, how much more would i fight?
How much more would I give?

I am oblivious to my own limits.
I am oblivious to how this will end.
But whatever the choice, ill stand beside you.
Ill smile from a distance or hold you tight and kiss you.

You're worth the fight.
Wherever this road may lead us.
Everything ends in a heartbreak;
Some heart breaks are more worth it then others!

Just like this.

A brake
To take a break
To not to break#s

You poked my heart
just enough
to realize
that this is MY heart to break!

and I choose
to
cover it up
with

HARDENED STEEL!
REINFORCED CONCRETE!
DIAMOND PLATE ARMOR!

all wrapped up in a KEVLAR VEST!

with a itty bitty,
teeny tiny,
microscopic,
bullet-proof window

just big enough
for a single
beam of light
to enter

and reflect back
to your eyes
for you to see
the beauty within

i can't write when i should
my words don't like rules
they have their own sleep schedule
but ohhh when they want
to came and play i can't stop them
they are pouring out of me
like a juice out of those juice boxes
when you blow air in the straw
...
/M.A/

is there something wrong?
i have so many words
but i can't find the right ones
which would save us
why are you depending on me?
...
/M.A./