I’m at a lost for words
With a hole in my heart
The one I began to cherish
Is the one that’s tearing me..
                                                                             ..Apart

i think i’m going to take a break,
from writing,
as if i’ve been writing for too long,

well,
until i fall in love again with writing,
i will keep writing,
as if my pen won't run out of ink,
and my fingers won't stop typing.

welcome aboard,
a tough ride of a slump!

i do believe in miracle,
how can i not?
when here i am,
laying on my sofa,
thinking of my existence,
while writing this,
when someone could be at the brink of death;
but i also don’t believe in miracle,
i mean how can i not?
when i was stranded at the side of the road,
waving for someone,
when i all hear is sounds of toad,
thinking “oh there should be at least someone or anyone!”,
well,
i tell you what,
i guess miracle can be achieved if you believe in what you believed,
confusing?
think again,
all these paths to your growth,
how much miracles have passed?
right?

since the world is trying to keep us apart,
then;
we shall try again in heaven.

We're afraid to live.
We're afraid to die.
We're afraid to try.
We're afraid of what happens if we don't try.
We're afraid to love.
We're afraid to commit.
We're afraid people think we're full of ****.
We're afraid of the truth.
We're afraid to lie.
We're afraid people will think we're weak if they see us cry.
We're afraid to feel.
We're afraid of fear.
But knowledge is power.
So now that you know what you fear,
what are you going to do about it right now? Right here?