In my head
A thought splits into thousands
And days become the dead
As hours pass like seconds

I can’t recall
A moment when I smiled
And I saw a star filled nightfall
As a sun was left defiled

I didn’t see
A change, it arrived uninvited
And naive I pulled it into me
As the world became blighted

I fell voiceless
A mute that told daily lies
And you were fooled, spared the darkness
As you only saw my thespian guise

I mislaid me
A year of constant misery chipped away
And I grew into this dark personality
As I woke into a unknown day

I can’t be
A happy copy of who I was
And I will hold onto the love you give me
As I fight against this dark road into Oz

Sometimes it may seem
Life's not worth the fight
Nothing about it seems right
Why try if in the end we just

Die

Although some of that may be true
It doesn't free me from you
My family or my life
It just means it will all be harder
More of a pain

Then something magical happens
In the depths of your heart
In the inner machinations of your brain
A force

Love

It drives away the pain
Happiness will guide you
From then on in
You'll find yourself in another
That's where it can truly begin
The healing of a broken soul
And a fight that you can win

When a housekeeper pours her heart into her work, making your home Clean and shining,
Say thank- you!

When a waitress greets you with a warm smile, and tries her best to Provide you a quality service,
Say thank- you!

When a mailman struggles to deliver your mail, fighting through Challenging weather,
Say thank-you!

Make others feel valued,
Express your gratitude,
Lighten their day with words of appreciation,
Embrace them with humanity, and treat them with kindness!

Hussein Dekmak

I found out why a lot of people started hating me.
I was a screenwriter and I wrote Superman III.
I never dreamed that I'd be bullied when I became a screenwriter.
But people think my writing ***** and I had to become a fighter.
The Warner Bros. executives quickly wished they had thrown my screenplay in the trash.
Years later, I wrote an even worse screenplay which is titled 'The Adventures of Pluto Nash'.
My days of being a screenwriter were over and I was in tears.
Eddie Murphy beat the hell out of me because I ruined his career.
Other people also beat me up so I started taking karate classes.
I earned a black belt and I started kicking people's *****.
If you're another bully, I need to tell you something before we start fighting.
You should back off because I'm far better at karate than I am at screenwriting.

Men didn't get me
with their gob talk
about heaven

on earth they're willing to give me
higher than I consider to be possible
they'll make me fly

She rather holds a broomstick
between her legs, they laughed
among each other till it wasn't so funny

with their gob talk
about heaven
on earth they're fighting each other for

the earth they're fighting each other for
because it isn't good enough
for masters who are afraid

to serve
but I can swim
even under gob ice

My best friend left me cold...
Now I need something else to hold...
Why is everything I love very much taken away?
There is nothing I can do except wait and pray...
Gabriel was great company...
But he got so angry...
Now I'm forced to keep as silent as the night...
Because otherwise, he won't stop to fight...
I must admit it is not fun at all...
I feel like I'm starting to fall...
But I know I will get up again...
Even though I'm in great pain...
I have learned out of my mistakes...
And I'm trying not to haste...
I know I will make it through...
With or without you...

Smiles turned into tears and
my quiet days turned into me fighting to survive.
Tears in my eyes tell me it's no longer going well.
The emptiness around me weighs heavily on my chest.
The silence is deafening, I crawl under my blanket.
Everything is fine here, I am safe here.

Undress. Deep breath.
Lay down. Tight chest.
Temperature normal. Gown in tact
Vitals good. We have to check.

Back again.
Let’s take 7
You don’t belong in Heaven.

You won two battles
And had the audacity to think you might win the war?
Ha! How terribly foolish of you, my nemesis!
I am still here.
I am still fighting.

So, onward I march
Even if all I do is breathe
I will resist
As you try to land your blows
As I hear your voice in my ear

Even when the march
Becomes a weary stagger
You will not best me
I will always get back up
When you beat me down

Some battles I will surely lose
Many already lost...
But not tonight

This victory is mine.

It's not much,
But I won.