About a Man...

There's a man I know,
Brian is his name.
I kept a picture of him
in a heart-shaped frame
because life is too unfair,
people come & go...
But this man I know:
he'll always be here.
Through thick and thin,
I know he's strong.
And through it all,
we must carry on.

This man I know,
I'm not sure he can hear me...
But, no matter what,
I'll keep screaming
to the wind and the seas
that he means a lot to me.

I'm not a poet,
but here I am,
trying my best.
I just wish to see you smile,
and leave out all the rest.

Hold your breath and count to ten.
Picture me holding you tight...
It doesn't ease all the pain, but
it helps, right?
(I hope so...)



Luv u, Bri. *hugs*
XOXO, M.


There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold and she's buying a stairway to Heaven...

Oh shit...

I can't think of anything clever to say. I can't think of rhymes to write a poem. I can't think of anything cool, like they do on movies & shit. You're gone. Am I supposed to think of a deep speach about you, about what you mean to me and about how wonderful you are? I can't think of anything right now. I can't think at all. I'm writing these non-sense words because I can't come up with any of my lovely stories or poems, this time. This time, it's beyond real. I don't know whether to break down & cry or just scream my lungs out. I don't know whether I should try & move on or should I just stay here and get rotten? I don't know...
Life is so ridiculously short, isn't it?

I lost my umbrella somewhere along the way...

Rest in Piece, Sérgio.