Take me home...

We have walked,
in the fog of the dusk...

We have spoken,
in the darkest of the hour...

We have lent each other shoulders,
when our eyes escaped..

We've breathed in our souls,
when enraged...

Yet...

I'm the one you'll never see...
i'm the one who lives within...

I'm the faith you have in yourself
i'm the love you feel for yourself

And the next time...
when you and i walk

there'll be only one shadow in the light of the moon.

Rise like a phoenix

from the ashes...

just about before noon, had this strange passing by feeling just engulf me in this cloud, it got foggier and foggier, as the drops sparkled on the marble, i couldnt shake it off, i'm just carrying the cloud with me since. I want to know where is it coming from, i want to know ....

Will says greatness survives on the egde of destruction. That is such deep stuff...he went on about it and it's even hard to put in words how he translated it so beautifully. Kudos to you, will smith. No wonder you are from my hood.

I swear...if only

grrh....

i feel like....crashing something....

i dont know what to do.....

i feel this volcanic sense of....

its taking a lot to be calm....

so uncharacteristic of me...

i feel so jumpy...

i feel so unreasonable...

i'm so mad ...best part dont know at what, at whom...i, me, myself...

i need some rest, just a little bit.