Let's build a house

And burn it to the ground

Let's set free the little sparrow

And then shoot it down

Let's cause chaos

Let's dance in destruction

Let's turn to turmoil

If there are three things you can't take back once you've given away, they are

Loyalty

Trust

And freedom

Let's turn our backs

Cast a curse

On our hometown

Let's murder our fathers

And drown our mothers

Leave no one around

Let's vandalise the books and the churches

Let's forsake our gods and our begotten

Let's declare war

Declare independence

Purge our souls

Free our spirits

Let us

Live

It's the hardest when you remember everything

Off your mind.

His birthday.

The distance between you and him.

The number of hours it takes to fly to him.

You know the time on his clock better than he does because you are so used to his timezone.

You know his work and sleep schedules.

You stay awake at night, sacrifice your sleep because you know that that is the time when he's free to Skype.

The sound of his voice over the phone.

His favorite food.

His weekend hangout.

His favorite band.

It used to be your favorite band for the month after he told you.

The colour of his eyes.

The texture of his hair.

Every physical flaw and feature you can find on the limited number of photos you have of him.

The poetry you used to write together.

The smell of the sea where you sat at when you thought of him.

The sound of the waves.

The taste of bliss when he told you he missed you.

The handwriting on the letters he sent.

The words you penned in reply.

The anxiety in waiting for his reply.

And when you received his reply, your heart fluttered like a butterfly high on nectar.

You remember

Every aspect of the future you dreamt together.

Every little complain of the present.

The feeling of being able to share the same bond across half the world, holding your heart just to hear him whisper your name.

It's the hardest when you remember everything.

And he doesn't even remember your name.

What can I say, it's been too long.

If you wake up in the middle of the night and the person beside you is not the person you love, here are ten steps to follow.

1. Lift up the thin blanket and feel the cool air rush in to touch your skin.

2. Forget the room slippers. Grab your clothes from the wooden chair and put them on.

3. Be extremely quiet. Put your socks on, and then your shoes. If they are hard shoes, be careful not to tap the floor.

4. You may open the curtain a little to let the moonlight in. You may take a minute or two to watch the windows of the building across from you.

5. Go to the bathroom. You may turn on the lights. If the water is dripping, wet your palms a little, then turn the tap off. If the water is not dripping, do not turn the tap on. Turn off the lights.

6. Grab your belongings. Remember your wallet, your phone, and the book you brought out to read the day before.

7. You may take a look at the person sleeping on the bed for one last time. Observe how slow it takes for air to enter their nose, expand their lungs, and exit through their nose again.

8. Don't think about anything. Leave the room. Quietly. When you open the door, do not make a sound. And when you close it, twist the knob and carefully pull the door to the latch, then release the knob.

9. You have to finish steps 1 to 8 before sunrise.

10. Get home, light a candle and leave it by the window. Lie down on your own bed, and feel, on your skin, how warm your duvet is. Wrap your pillow around your head. Promise yourself to never to go back again. But if you do, bring up this guide and follow it.

Push me gently.

It won't hurt me,

Not a little bit.

It is only in that moment

When our eyes make love in the incandescence,

In my war-torn mind,

I find a peaceful resonance.

There is contact,

Skin to skin, bare,

Our scar-riddled bodies,

But you stare directly into my blue soul,

And tell me that

I am beautiful.

I don't say a single word.

I smile.

I am comforted.

I feel appreciated.

I don't care if you don't mean what you say.

At least even in that single moment,

I know that I am worth something to someone.

We have sex, of course.

You love it gentle, but raging with passion.

So, I give that to you,

If it only makes you feel good.

I am not a whore.

I am here because I am lonely,

And I will never not admit that.

You don't care.

You like me very much,

That is all.

I will be someone whom it won't matter to remember,

But you are someone I will never forget.

When I leave in the daybreak,

Go back to your lover,

Rest in his loving arms.

Don't send me to the door.

Don't kiss me one last time.

Not a little bit,

It won't hurt me.

Let me fall with grace.

Wretched sin

Succulent fruit

You taste better with alcohol on your lips

We could watch the stars all night long

But you strip me of my innocence

With that slimy appendage

Your fingers police my skin

Cordon, then trespass me with your guile

And clasp my neck like a guillotine

Raid me, raid me

Suck the air out of my lungs

Suckle, suckle and caress me

You know how to get what you want

And what I want

Undressing my flesh

So you can riddle my beating heart

With lacerations

And then leave

The

Rainmaker

said

"Tonight,

you shall

weep",

And

the

moonlight

robbed me

of

my sleep.

. Skip

With me

O'er clouds

Cerulean seas

Singing to the gale

Frolicking and playing

Little parachutes

We are painting

Summer skies

Pink and

Blue

Love

Is ours,

A weapon

Against hatred.

We will never allow

Anyone to take it away.

It will not be ruined

By the church,

By the law,

Or by a

Gun.

Welcome to the great era

Of human disingenuity

Our minds are mass-produced

We are each a photocopy

Innovation is outdated

And creation, obsolete

Success is not a work of art

It is an equation, it is scientific

We learn from our antecedents

Their policies and rules

We'll never fail and disappoint

We'll only win and rule

It is wrong to say that

Hard work equals success

We have a cheaper alternative

Power and money, and God will bless

Oh yes, we are no more

An irreligious society

We follow the faith

Of good moral propriety

To be kind, to love

To use others to get above

So welcome to our great era

Anyone can succeed

Anyone can be rich