rejection of others
is rejection of oneself
that's what hurts

Rejection is hard, rejection is tough,
Rejection has a way of making you feel like
You’re just not enough
If someone doesn’t want you
Don’t feel second rate
Because inside of us all
Lies something great

i realize now
in the dusk of another oncoming night
that the reason I was scared was because
I feared rejection & being unrequited
but isn't that an intrinsic fear
to all humans?
do you fear it too?

I saw her in the hospital talking
Her looks got me so amazed
Wanted to get close but I was scared she would push me away
This is my story which is a love tale
I loved her from the first day our eyes met
The first word I heard from her was are you from Sudan I said yes and she said me too
Which dazzled me cause I didn't suspect that and that she was the dream girl I wanted to be with .
I started to joke around with her and as she laughed my heart was filled with happiness and I couldn't stop myself from smilling
I started to give her signs that I am attracted to her and wanted to see did she love me the same way.
I was scared that she may refuse me since I have fallen in love with her and all my senses are calling for her.
Everyone was telling me get engaged to her but the problem was I had nothing but my love that I can provide and I wanted the money in order to make her and I happy as never before.
We had this one fight that I thought I lost her forever .
My heart started pumping and my body started shaking
All I can see was darkness with no light in front of me .
I couldn't delete her from my life or soul.
I was so attached that I feel unhappy anymore.
I wanted to chop myself to pieces just to hear her voice again.
She talked to me after 2 days when I found nothing beautiful anymore my heart starting to fade and nothing ment anything anymore.
We made up and took me sometime to woven my wounds
In the end I decided to confess my love cause I thoought if I don't I will go insane.
I found out more and more she is the girl to be.
The woman I wish to spend my life with til the day I parish or die .
This is the story of the woman I love and never want to leave.
The woman that my soul will always be with her as long as I live.
I love you sweat heart you are all I need.

hello.
you wanted answers
to your questions
they are bleeding
you dry, like so many
needling worries
do.

I'm calling you to tell you
that I don't have anything to say.
It's a lie,
but I'm too stuck to tell you
that the thought of sitting
somewhere quiet and cold
watching the stars pop out of their
black velvet bed
as the wind and the cars
whip by
to turn and look at you
your eyes reflecting red and green
bound in gold and browns
it's the only thing keeping me
going,
like a thread of ribbon,
beautiful delicate
stronger than you'd think
but lost against the
repeating fabric
of daily tedium and survival.