I am, an uncontrollable urge. Some of the times, it's a mellow feeling. A wondering feeling of desire. A desire so strong that burns my senses. Imagine you can no longer smell or taste. Touching things hurt. I can only see. Imagine you are an absent spectactor of your own senses. I'm not the desire, nor it controls me. I am the desire itself.

Some of the other times, well, i just embrace It.

and together. We fall.

sitting on the top step
of the walk up
where dreams lay down
to sleep
I wondered in my waking state
how could marble become slate?

A little girl sits beside me
and hums a pretty tune
I start to sing a life of dreams
but darkness falls too soon

But neither of us leaves those steps

I dreamt of a different life
I said
She just nods and continues to hum
But reality is beyond me
I cry
she gives me a tissue, and a piece if gum

Dry your eyes, pretty girl
she said
Don't think for a moment
That you're already done
This is a life, for you and me,
I Love You Mum

She hummed a tune
that I could voice
We sang a song
and in the night rejoiced

It was the lyrics
that chased away all sorrow
we shared a choice
to look to tomorrow