"In this moment I'm sad to say,
Sad to say I can't be with you today.

Nonetheless you're in my heart,
In my heart like we're never apart.

I in you and you in me,
I'm in this for the long haul, baby you will see.

See my passion & see my heart,
See how I'll show you, you're forever in my heart.

But thats not enough, and this I understand,
Because the way you think weighs in on making me your man.

Thoughts become who we are, that's why I am you. I hope you're me, and not just too.

Lastly my soul, for I am willing to give.
Give you all of me baby, because that's what a relationship is."

If I met you
Twelve years from past
You might in school
With your first crush

If I met you
Nine years back then
You might in prom
With your first dance

If I met you
Six year 'fore now
You might have found
Partner in life

If I met you
Three years at once
You might be the one
Always broke me down

If I met you*
Not by this time
You wouldn't realise
You had me as your one

(May 2016)

Kids running amuck in the streets,
burning lamps glistening to life with buzzes and beats.

Wonder and awe floats through their eyes,
a life of possibility calling loud and raw and they don't realize.

No vice infecting their dream,
no skewed perceptions morphing life into schemes.

Until they awaken one morning and gasp one deep breath,
and suddenly realize their childhood has finally left.

Alone and afraid.
Broken and lost.
She falls on her face
in the dust.
And then she hears His Voice.
Calling.
Calling to her.
To come and rest.
To come and trust.
She lifts up her eyes from the dust.
She whispers His name, "Jesus."
He comes to her in the dark.
He speaks to her out of a burning bush.
She wrestles with Him each night in the dark...
"I will not let You go until You bless me."
Every anchor has been removed,
that He may be the only One left.
She clings to Him in the dark.
She lets Him hold her in the storm.
Alone and afraid.
Broken and lost.
She journeys through the wilderness.
She stops fighting the wilderness.
She lifts up her face from the dust.
Her eyes behold Him,
and He holds her in His love.
In the wilderness.

Then...
He takes hold of her right hand
and says to her: "Fear not."
He journeys with her through her
wilderness.
To the other side.
Where there is a land flowing with milk and honey.
But first,
she must journey through this wilderness.
Until at last.
She has learned.
To trust.

Two weeks blended in & past,  
With the shock withered away.
I now wake up to feel numbness,
From my life that took a turn on dark day.

Your being subsists away from me now;
This drapes down a dramatically dark cloud.
Black showers pour down relentlessly;
the pelts purposely piercing with intention to take me down.

Then I wake up & enjoy the stare,
Directly into the Devil's eye.
Yelling at the ******* to ******* & go,
My hardened look shows it’s not my turn to die.

I made you a promise on dark day,
As my tears poured down on your corpse.
With each forehead kiss I formed my everlasting promise,
& this promise will help fill the void.

Now I'm expected to move on,
from the hell-stain on dark day.
Assumed to presume society's game,
& To pretend I want to be here to stay.

The distance between us feels like an eternity.
From my insight I've come to see,
That all forms of communication are cut off,
As I feel seclusion thereof from she.

I never thought this reality could be true.
Stuck with a vivid comprehension of what used to be you.
Mesmerized from what I could have done,
While hoping I could still help you push on through.

Yet here we are today,
Entirely & forevermore.
The unsettled truth that dark day provided,
Has left me in wonderment and severely sore.

I'm sad to say this really is good-bye.
The last time I saw you alive we met with each other in the eye,
I cried with you to get help;
Although in that moment I knew you were going to soon die.