i'm painting my nails yellow from now on
i need this refreshing color in my life
i need sunlight and warmth
but in the same time it's so pathetic
like if my nail color could change anything
but still, call me stupid, but i will do this
...
/M.A./

~I'm on my way home.
Memories greet me with a firm handshake, forcing my fist closed like pride, or rather pride closed my fist cause I've learned that my self defense was a defense of self.

~I left three days ago, and no one seems to know I've gone.
Well my heart left long before I did, as my ventricles began to vet the blood around me crying in vain "it poison us".. And they did with contradictory messages  restricting my confidence to a cell while wondering why I couldn't be positive.

~Home is where the hatred is. Home is filled with pain.
My past walks with me like shadows. It haunts my every step, ingrained in my soles. The many pieces I've had to carry to be some semblance of whole. An architect of my own happiness I've finally started building myself from ground up.

~So it might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again

breath in,
breath in so much air that it hurts
that your lungs hurt
and now keep breathing in
stop, wait
and let it all out

this action represents life
how?

we can take, take, and take
but sooner or later
we have to let it go
there is no chose
in any directions

/M.A./

Pieces of my heart will always belong to you
Like the puzzle pieces i misplaced when i was seven
That still reside in each crevasse of my childhood home
Waiting for me to come bounding out of my bright pink room
With open hands
To retrieve them, and welcome them after all this time apart
Alike my love for you waits
In each crack and crevasse of my soul
To be noticed

Knock, knock, little bird!
May I come and disturb?
I come to say hello
and I want you to know
I'm wishing you a good day,
hugs and good vibes on your way.
Now come out of your cocoon.
Or do you want us all to swoon?
Knock, knock, little bird.
How about a word?

As bright as a burning flame
Forever generously giving
Salute me with open arms
My beautiful sunflower
Always facing the sun -
I pray you never look down.