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Dear Johnny, You know what’s worst than knowing something bad? Doubt. While I was getting ready to move away from the headsman, another captive pulled on my shackles and told me that I wasn’t chained at all, so I didn’t… Continue Reading →

Moving Forward

Dear Johnny, Every self help and cheap pharmacy psychology book says one needs to move forward. It seems quite easy and straightforward. Life must goes on and all that. Of course for those who simply have to start walking, that’s… Continue Reading →


Dear Johnny, I’ve become completely terrified of death. We see people commit suicide or pass away after an illness or simply of old age. I’ve seen an interview with Neil deGrasse Tyson where Larry King asks him if he thinks… Continue Reading →


Dear Johnny, Some people are born with a chain around their hand, feet and neck. For others, the shackles are put on by a loved one who would rather control them like a dog with a choker. With time, not… Continue Reading →

She (demo)

I’ve tasted her bliss, the wine of her kiss Inebriates the soul in me As the Goddess sets in, deep in my skin I could beg for a lifetime And I’m a refugee, in her eyes so deep Protect me… Continue Reading →

Mist (demo)

I’ve always found the words and made them rhyme To draw the things that are a on my mind To light the weight of thoughts I can’t define And make them shine When we would laugh all night long Clogging… Continue Reading →


All fears gone and a new sun is born Mended my pieces and faith untorn The magic lies inside those eyes The turbulence is left outside the blinds Explosions and lights surround our nights As kisses perfection before my sight… Continue Reading →

Miss You

An empty sight for sore eyes Lonely night silent sighs Portraits of perfection Images of affection Mourning temporary Faded smile junky Still I dream Come to me Miss you


Light comes upon darkness As windows shift to sand Face off arrives in strangeness Secret drawings of your hand Open balm to flames too high Burn down the rivers Images arrive sweeping sighs Key to the door of treasures Mixed… Continue Reading →

Face Off

Oblivious eyes Opened to find What is not mine What made me blind The wish to see What once could be Great and untouched Unharmed and free Fight the fear Face to face Fade to hear Needless pace Minds flash… Continue Reading →

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