Expectations

I had to pull the plug.

I apologize.

You were unresponsive. I thought I pressed all the right buttons. Apparently, you refuse to react when you choose not to.

I wanted to share the images of my memories. I wanted to send you my thoughts so you can imprint them with your mind. I needed you to scan my ideas with your brilliance.

I needed you.

And you didn't need me. You resorted to a different source of power. Man-made power, superficial.

I guess I asked too much of my HP Photosmart all-in-one.

stowaway

new page. new day. new milestone.

a whole new me.

3 am, only one awake, darkness, laying in bed, feeding source of light my mind's attempts at reconciliation

i am in love with now. i am excited for the future. i am proud of my past.

my mother told me you must believe you are happy to find happiness, no matter what your condition.

love has been put on hold. layaway?

stowaway.

reconsider

i will find freedom in isolation
isolation from mankind
and solitude in my grave
returning to my Lord
because this life is worthless
without that goal in mind
because days are meaningless
without worshiping him five times
and if you want to consider yourself a spiritual person
and one who has reached peaks and peaks of spirituality
yet you have not established your prayer
i beg that you reconsider who you are
for you have not reached the reachable zenith
you have created the illusion that you have
you stand on the mountain, holding up a mirror to the zenith
and lying to your being
that you have attained the ultimate spiritual state
when your condition
is in the making