I am sorry it has been so long since I have written. I guess sometimes life takes you away from the things you would rather spend time doing. Here is a poem I wrote a year ago during the summer.


I am lost,

lost at sea

swirling in a life boat,

waiting to be cast out further from all I know.

The sharks circle around me,

closing in ever so closely,

but I wait and huddle,

wishing to be home,

to be in my room,

to be in my bed,

to be surrounded by family.

What do I do?

Where do I go?

How can I return?



Thoughts in the night


At times I find myself emotionally drained, like someone has sucked the life out of me. All the happiness and excitement has been slowly emptied from my system as the minutes pass by slowly. Afterwards, I must find ways and means to pump the joy back into myself, only waiting for another moment when I will loss all my happiness again. It is a stressful and painful process and I find myself wondering if it will ever end. If the cycle will ever be broken. If the disappointment will ever permanently fade away into joy. Now, I suppose all I can do is to keep moving forward, forward to the day what will finally look better than yesterday.