She smiles in the dark
Am mesmerized in the sight of her being
Effortlessly getting the best of me
With no exchange of words
Hypnotized by the way she walks
The posture of a madam
The way she swings her hands
The rhythm
The curves
I barely say hi
Each morning I loose my self
Am a stranger to her
To me we have lived and loved
The masterpiece that gets my day going
If only I could see her under the shining sun

As the music in my head swiftly fades in
I am drawn to be in touch with my soul.
Years of suppressed emotions slowly attacks my heart's beat pattern.
heartache.

I break down but still in silence.
I know am sync
As I remember what I once was
Change is inevitable

I close my eyes and I am home
I close my eyes and I am home
I close my eyes and I am home
No it's not a dream.
I close my eyes and I am home
They hate me here
A feeling within me speaks
It's the colour of my skin
The different shades of the melanin!
I close my eyes and I am home
My presence is stand up
My absence is meeting
I close my eyes and I am home!
13
14

I could lie to my self and keep painting white walls in my mind, but it's no use the lights are all worn out, shadows have vanished, my soul gradually darkening beyond dim.

For a while I've been trying to escape, every attempt has got me running in circles, in tears I shower.

I looked into the distance, only to learn that was just mind tricks, this is where I belong, in the dark searching for a darker place to hide from all humanity

I wish It didn't
become this way, I
have strangers
calling me son, as
soon as I close my
eyes I am home

I only hope this
wasn't but a dream,
I miss my mom

I can't believe I came face to face with an angel, an unsoothing fragrance filled the room, dressed in colors of the witch... momentarily my breath taken away as I marvelled the unparalleled doom. Death is inevitable yet again it feared to take me, it vowed to what I love the most. So excuse me if I spare you with hate, it's only love.

Sometimes the music is war but then again I connect to the rhythm allowing my soul to blend in with the memories of the past...the truth is I don't know what I am anymore, it doesn't hurt though, since am immersed in the delusions that if I look hard enough within, maybe I will find the pieces of me.

*That's if I ever came apart or this is who we are!*