i hope that someday,
you'll let me read the books you wrote in your mind.

embrace me with your loving arms
and open up your heart and soul.

i can't promise you that everything will be okay,
but i'll be here

by your side
if you ever need a warm embrace,

i'm here to stay.

Today I finally felt equal to you
When we were standing in front of the class
Talking about History
Side by side
Together

we were bound by
something more than just
shared guilt,
manipulation,
and a red string,
whether it was love
or pity of the alone,
i could not tell,
but when you were
with me
by my side
it felt like fate.

Sometimes losing an appetite
Isn't a syndrome of an illness
It's a side effect
Of losing interest
In life.


F.Z.N

looking at the mirror
even if not apparent
there is another image
another world, another half
on one side, the fanfare
the other, the silence
resilience amid despair
on one side, all I hear
the other, all that is left unsaid
and I still insist
to remain conscious
apparent
in one hand, nurturance
in the other, discouragement
absent
transposing every moment
that I still stopped
silent, talking
looking at the mirror
even if not apparent
there is another image
another world, another half
in one hand, the missing
and in the other
too.

Haze.. come on down to the slow storm in my head.. come on down to the black sunny day.. voodoo smoke fills my lungs.. absorbing of her soul.. Through airways I consume her.. I lose my way back.. shadows made of light chase me through the haze.. blackness here is beauty that I cannot seem to hold on to.. The day is passed.. The night is wishing for me to stay.. so much blood is falling.. slow storm finally clears in my head.. A sky there was.. voodoo smoke cloud sky... goodbye haze....