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I dread the night.

The sound of the alarm
that wakes me up in the morning
The smell of the comforter
is that of your choosing
The aroma of coffee
brings a smile on my face,
the fall outside,
brings a peace from within
As the day progresses
into the cold rain I walk
the sound of my steps
Crush the dry leaves on the path..
My stride is happy
nothing to complain about..
The evening with the gang
is all I need for a mood lift
the chick flick in the night
with a good dinner and dessert
It seems like a perfectly normal day
One in which everything went my way
but in my bed when I lay
and think I am happy and try to be gay
but the thought is forceful and it hurts I say
There is something in the day
that was not as right
I cant point it out as such
but there was definitely something
pain, I cant say as much
but at the end of it, I feel alone
in the sea of people I stand only one
A bunch of friends who smile always
a shoulder to cry whenever I need one
And then , life goes on..
and it goes on and on
and then the alarm rings
and the morning so bright
welcomes me to the day
and I dread the night....

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I am STRONG!!!!

I am strong and I know, I can beat this
The war's not outside, but within me.
Many have been days of fear and uncertainty
And many I know will pass
Before I reach the destiny I seek.

Long have been the nights,
I have worried myself to sleep
the things I have known I do wrong
I changed not, though I did weep

Long have been the days in dark
I have seeked neither light nor lead
I have let me be led by my fears
Even though I knew it all along

I had dreams and I see them now
and so many days I awoke
to the nightmares that I cooked up
while my dreams awaited my attention.

I have the strength to bend my will
I have the strength to seek help
I will find my path and my way
and reach the destiny I seek.

One day I will be gone!!

I am waiting to hear from you
and one day I will be gone
I am waiting to talk to you
and one day I will be gone

Walk into the oblivion
in thoughts and in pain
Lost to passing time,
my heart and my name..

The voices in my head
will echo in my coffin
the dirt will speak of
my thoughts and of my laughin

of the words I had to say but never really did
of the love I hold that you never really willed
of the pain I endure that you never will know
of the wishes for your dreams to always come true..

I am waiting to hear from you
and one day I will be gone
I am waiting to talk to you
and one day I will be gone

I will follow the path
that I set out on for us
on the way somewhere
there is still a chance that
if you ever lose
the direction you chose
and to the path I walk
on come a little close...

I want to be right there
if you ever choose to talk
to tell you its okay in the end
and the point is to just walk...

I am waiting to hear from you
and one day I will be gone
I am waiting to talk to you
and one day I will be gone

Talk to me …

Ithaca - Constantine Peter Cavafy

As you set out for Ithaka,





Hope your journey is long,
Full of adventure, full of awakening.
Do not fear the monsters of the old
You will not meet them in your travels
If your thoughts are exalted and remain high'
If authentic passions stirs your mind, body and spirit.
You will not encounter fearful monsters ,
If you don't carry them within your soul,
If your soul doesn't set them up in front of you..

Hope your road is a long one.
May there be many summer mornings when,
with what pleasure, what joy,
you enter harbors you're seeing for the first time;
may you stop at Phoenician trading stations
to buy fine things,
mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
sensual perfume of every kind-
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities
to learn and go on learning from their scholars.

Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you're destined for.
But don't hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you're old by the time you rea…