I know
and you also know
the girl
the fair little girl
who was sitting in the back bench
had thrown your confidence
into a scroll
even if
your mother told you
thousand times
you are
her beautiful doll

But the day
you learned to
walk on the street
with heels on
and your dark eyes
got the ability
to throw
the darker smoke around you
into the sky

that day

you showed
and I learned
being fair
is no more require
to set the world
in fire

But one day
surely one day
a darkness, darker than night
will stand before you
and that day
to cross that darkness
and feel the light again
you need to be fair

and remember
your fairness is the only thing
you should care

The hardest decision you'll ever make is the right one

The strangest stories have no sense of direction,
No  respect  of  Truth,
No  pinnacle  insurrection.
Al­as, the tensity causes the button to pop.
Eyes  lowered,
As the other foot drops.
Once seemingly meaningless grains
Suddenly aggregate into disabling pains.
Perspectives contest to be absolute
But  not  one  is;
They're unavoidably destitute.
Decisions are very seldom sound
Since every interpretation
Has flaws to be found.
Emotionalities  arise,
Rationality  divides
And
A choice invites a new inception;
One that defines a  point of inflection.

People think it's a disease. They tell me I'll feel better if I take care of myself, if I listen to my doctor. And I've tried everything I can to get better, but with no results to show.
After endless nights of emptiness, and thoughts that horrify my very soul, I realised that it never was a disease, it's an addiction.

I don't want to be fake
Two paths, I could take
I'm doing this for my sake
Which would be the better mistake?

The decision is mine to make
It's far from being a piece of cake
And a few hearts, I'm going to break
The decision will be made when I wake

When I have woken up
To the awful truth
That no matter what I do
My soul, I cannot soothe

I'd rather be paper,
And I mean this with every word,
I know this sounds like a contrary,
But my decision is firm.

Because darling', people can write upon you,
Stories of pain and remorse they wish to let go,
You can be their solace in this dying breath,
Say, has not ever paper made you feel home?

Then somebody can play origami, you know,
They could turn me into a butterfly,
So before this paper girl flys away with the wind,
I'd have my wings to shoot across the sky.

And I'd rather have a paper heart,
I'd rather be fragile than strong,
Because darling', just listen to me once,
Aren't strong the people who've been hurting weak for so long?

Yes, I'd rather get hurt than hurt the millions,
Because if you didn't know and if you didn't see, fragile is how we start.
And fragile is beauty, beauty born from pain,
Just take my own and hand me over a paper heart.

"Be anything" they say
how can we when we are forced to decide at the age of 13 and change our mind.

Remember the day when we
Spent all our time to be
Wholly lost in the breeze?

The warmth like a heater
The grass smelled sweeter
Weaving our way through the trees

We ducked and dived
Never felt so alive
Until roots formed 'round our feet

The world got meeker  
The hills got steeper
****** in a ditch of deceit

I breath to breath you
Do I need to need to?
I should take my chances and run

I'll lose my mind
Trying one more time
To fight a battle that cannot be won

Gilgal Oasis
Green Sand
Of an Unseen Tribe
Water
en Circled  Life
Lyons Gateway

Love's Meandering  Rose
A Woman...  ISher
White
A Lions White
Titanium Mystery
Unspoken Infinity
Dark Rose of
FAITH

Turning, Listening Smile
She Met My Gaze
Power Greeting Peace
Felt
All of It

Ruben
Red  Coloring
For a Rose

Ex Libris