Perhaps I am an evil man,
Perhaps I am; I cannot tell;
I try to do the best I can,
But know I do not do it well.

Perhaps there is a space for me
In some unknown corner of hell,
Where hope reigns for eternity,
And nothing ever breaks its spell.

For hope is, when all's said and done,
The worst of things a man can suffer;
It keeps us traipsing, one by one,
From one disaster to another.

Perhaps it's best to just give up;
Immerse myself in a life of sin,
Drink good wine, and raise a cup
To my worst enemy- Nigel Finn.

It's really sad to see this world today.
Filled with life miseries of homeless people everyday,
This world today, as I see it - full of hatred, love lost, drugs and so much more.
The saddest part of it all, the users and people are so unsure, their life so blur and eyes so closed all because of one little dose.
This world today, brings tears to my eyes that was once joy.
This world today, brings hatred to those; lost, unloved, unwanted and hidden in a cave.
The tunnel vision that's in ones mind, to see those suffer of pain intertwined.
So in this world today all we can do is pray that life can be better someday.

In your arms I feel safe
In your arms I feel no pain, no suffer
In your arms I feel warm
In your arms I feel no insecurities
In your arms I feel loved
In your arms I feel no fear
In your arms I feel that everything’s is okay
When I am in your arms I feel that you are like a magic pill because you can vanish all the pain, all the suffer, all my fears, all my demons, all my insecurities.
You are magical.

Using mere words to describe what I feel is difficult,
Yet satisfying.
I always knew I was different,
But ‘tis now perhaps time to accept it.
I cherish the memories of the time we spent together;
As they make my future look even brighter.

On a sad day
Or on a lonely night,
I write.
I write to understand my feelings
And to remember that no matter what,
I will love you.
As I go through the infinite landscapes of lush forests
And flowered fields,
Of rising mountains and never-ending streams,
I realise how much I want to live, love and die
Knowing that you are, and will always be by my side.

Here is to every child that didn’t get to experience childhood.
Who had to be a grown up.
Who had to lift themselves up.
Who had to hold themselves up.
Who kept up with the beating up.

Death wasn’t supposed to be our first word.
These are not the games we wanted to play.
We didn’t imagine our first heartbreak will be at this young age.
The only love we knew was pain and cruelty.
Peace is not a word in our dictionary.

So please, excuse the way we act,
don’t freak out when we push you away;
we are not familiar with attention and consideration.

You were just the yarn, I thought,
for dreams that were mine to weave;
you were always cold, I felt,
and warmth was solely mine to give.

I told you to keep your hair untied
opinions, I believed, were mine to leave;
you found no home in this house I own,
your absence, in fact, is now mine to grieve.

hope aches
it’s a feeling that yearns for positivity
while ripping at emotions from the inside.
it’s a spell that needs just enough pain to create a final happiness.
hope craves,
starving yourself to get just a bite.