What if I told you, young man.

What if I told you, you will be an adventurer. Not just land but mind body and soul.
What if I told you, you would be wild and un-tamed like a cloud before a storm.
What if I told you, You would be loved heard, respected, and admired in the places of absent thought.
What if I told you, your deepest dream would wrap you in perfect euphoria just to be with you.

What if I told you....that you would be hated.
What if I told you, you would get lost in the sea's of the mind and heart.
What if I told you, bridges burn faster when fueled by neglect.
What if I told you, you would hold the hearts of love in your hands and throw them to the wind.

What if I told you....you'll be okay.
What if I told you....dont worry young man. These are not but the tears of time settling in the letters of mind.

And its my word for yours in a yours that is ever mine.
Do not worry young man, for what i have told, its only the prelude to the story that is only ever.

Yours.

Down the failure's den
They chose to walk
My advice was a hard talk
They kept saying

Well, all I wanted
Was to light their darkness
And drive it away
Far from their way

But they rejected the light
That was meant to make them right
It was an advice
To illuminate their feeble hearts

steps to mend
a broken heart:

1. take a good look at your heart,
assess the damage
2. pick up every piece, dust off the pain
3. call a cab, rent a storage room for the unrequited memories
4. let the clock twirl its magic a couple times
5. undress what hurts, damp what you escape from facing
6. hold the weapon that fractured you and bathe in its every fraction
7. collect every fragment left in you, there is strength in unity
8. remember that self love is the only way to win this battle
9. crash in your favourite sheets, put your heart to sleep
10. take your shot at life, assess all of the possibilities

catch a feather
predict the weather
at least that's what my mama said
so I put to bed my doubts
and I told the birds my troubles instead

All is over,
when silence falls upon you
when silence deafens you
and no voice can be reached
when the crashing of waves settles
and the raging storm in your mind bids you
farewell
when your heart becomes heavy
you'll realize your mistake
that the words you chose were venomous
and the situation wasn't all bad
yet you allowed your emotions to possess your tongue
and carve it into a double-edged sword
guard thy tongue with discretion
for it can end everything

A lot of people in life will say
You owe them everything
You have because they helped
You get to where
You are.
Those are the kind of people
that have never been put in check.

So always make it clear,
Never get it twisted:
Help should always be charitable.
Help comes from the heart
of a humanitarian
and not that of a businessman.
Help is Help,
not a bartering tool.

chi cammina la notte
combatte la morte

Translation:

whoever walks in the night
fights with death

These were wise words shared by my father and his father before him. May God rest their souls.