Words echoes deep inside my mind. A journey taken, memories stored,life past and we are no different. Inhale and exhale. The sound of your quite beating sound of your heart in this void. I hear scream, I hear cries, I hear agony. No one will listen to it yet I hear it. That is the sound of my cracked vision. The echo of my shatterd sight. Everytime I fall, the only thing left to do is stand up. Stand tall so when I fall, I will fall with pride. This leg was build to stand, this body is engineered to be up right full of pride, this head is place up there to see far and this hands, this hands was born to pull anyone up along the way. This heart is there to touch anyone it pass through and everyone that it looks upon is an opportunity, opportunity to change that dark and bleak sight.


You once told me, "Isn't that a job for a prophet? Why don't you stop being a prophet and just be, a man like you are." If you are reading this, you know who you are, I know that I'm not even a finger nail compare to our prophets. I am sorry my friend, I can't be what I am not. What I can be for you, is a friend that never forget. A friend that will listen. A friend that will hear your cries. A friend that will hit you in the face if refuse to stand up when u fall. I will not stop trying to open anyone's door that I pass but it will still be up to them to pass it through or not. That is why my friend, I hold on to that special someone. She has the ability to push, pull and stand strong. Her ability to see and predict. Her ability to hold her emotions when everything is exploding from inside. Her heart that can walk the path that I walk. You will then ask me like you ask me before, "That what she can do for you but what can you do for her." The answer is simple, I will do nothing, everything. What I am trying to say is that, I will make her immune to her fears, immune to depth, immune to judgement and immune to cheap tears. Every tears that she shed will be her strength, will be her emotions and will be her stand.


This is just dreams and reply to the questions I did not answer. This my friend, is one of the few words that was not said. This is just only towards you, my greatest friend whom I have no shame upon. Immagine towards her, how many questions did I just keep quite? Sue me.