“Do you know why I
don’t think dying...

The world is uneven.
It gave hawks to fishermen...

Regret has the size
of our empty family house...

You go from a corner
to another, as my eyes watch...

Words have teeth
like silky sharks...

All I know is that
light is merely a bunch of photons...

I usually command you
to bear my burden...

I'm not broken yet.
I am but a maimed heart...