I’m stuck in a circle
circling ‘round and ‘round...

Scribbling down the road,
with steps sharpened by my past...

Dear reader,
I often times ponder about life and I also wonder...

I have missed writing... punching, punching keys
in the keyboard as if I was punching a punching...

I think I was submerged so deeply under water
that now that I have swum towards the surface...

Fears are vultures in the nights
soaring thirstily, and hungrily...

Watch the dark horse - the remorse,
gallop mid-cores through a race-course...

Upon my wake, the sun became a light;
too bright, like fire just fueling a stove...

No one nor anyone can...
I know there's another way...

Tonight, I'm sorrow,
Just like I will be tomorrow...

I can't help but feel the way I do...
It's like there you are...

I fear not myself nor the world,
But my heart...