I can't die until Mika's birthday.

New poem, check it out!

Another war has begun

A war that is not mine

A voice screams in every death

A light shines upon every man

A match is lit

While gas is thrown

In a wasted, beautiful town

Another war has yet to begin,

A war that is not mine.

Hold your breath

As seconds tick

So slow, like bodies floating

A lying face, an angered race

As they find only monotone faces.

A gun shot to your head

Bullets on the street, red
Would we rather waste our time,

Replacing capes with guns and anger?

A final gunshot is made

Silent screams are heard

As the dying whisper

"Please, don't take me away."

Let's all pray for London. 

Photo for the day:

-Issa.