And the award goes to...

Helplessly, Carelessly, Hopelessly...
I am driven to solitude
The spotlight is on me
The stage is my life
And in my hand I hold the Oscar
The Academy watches me as I make my speech
I smile…they nod
I laugh…they applaud
I sing…a standing ovation
I dance…the crowd goes wild
Then the spotlight dies
I find myself stripped
Naked in their eyes
The smile is gone
The laughter just an echo
My vocal chords go coarse
My body goes weak…
And I fall
They come and try to save me
But nobody can
I don't want to be saved
Yes, I need a savior
I need my hero till the end of the night
I’m in a straight jacket
I want to reach out with arms wide open
But I cannot…
It’s just me…
Helpless, Careless, Hopeless.

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Kiss me...Kill me...

Silk, Lace, Satin…
Dark room, Dimmed lights, Scented candles…
Soft music, Erotic beats, Sensual rhythms…
Dreams, Fantasies, Disillusions…
Alone, in the center of the universe
It moves my body, stimulates my mind, stirs my soul
I dance, starting from my toes, the rhythm slowly making its way up my legs
It surges through my thighs, rises to my hips
Climbs to my waist, like fingertips discovering every crevice of my body
Escalates to my chest, where the music beats in harmony with my heart
Touches my lips, as the lyrics escape from my vocal chords
I close my eyes, as my head moves side to side, in tandem with my whole being
I run my hands through my hair, each strand slipping through my fingers
Adrenaline rush, the blood seers hotly through every vein in my body
Sweat, begins to slide, down my skin,
And dissolves, emanating the scent of passion fruit from my perfume
The rhythm gradually gets faster, and my body follows suit
The beat quickens, it has no mercy, it pulses through my heart
I want to stop, but I can’t
The heat levitates, smothering my body with kisses
My skin tries to endure the pain, as it grows red, damp
I turn around, I’m feeling dizzy, but I can’t stop
The candles fall, the flames kiss my skin
I scream, but I can’t stop the dance of rapture
The dance with danger, the dance with death
And I fall to the ground…the flames grow hungry and consumes me
I need to flee, I need to save myself…
The fire scorches every inch of my naked body
I am naked because there is nothing left of me
Kiss me…Kill me…
Until there is no more me…Just ashes…
Ashes of a girl who was once alive, living, breathing, loving…

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Hide & Seek

This is a story about a boy and girl...

There was once a boy and girl. They met on a playground through common friends. Eventually they began to spend more time playing together and started to like each other very much. They would always play...on the playground, in the park, on the beach, and stuff themselves with burgers and fries at the nearest diner when they grew hungry later. They were happy, as any young boy and girl would be together. They would walk hand in hand and even their friends could see that they were inseparable.

One day, they decided to play hide and seek in a vast field of green and wildflowers. The girl closed her eyes and counted...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...while the boy went to find a place to hide. In his search for the best hiding spot the boy came across a squirrle rummaging in the grass. Sparked by interest the boy held out his hand to touch the squirrle as he had never seen one before. Alerted, the squirrle jumped and ran off. The boy chased after the squirrle until he got tired of running. He stopped at a large oak tree and when he looked up he saw a nest among the branches. Out of curiousity he determinedly climbed up the tree to see if there was a bird inside the nest. He discovered that the nest was filled with eggs. Delighted, he counted them one by one...1, 2, 3, 4 and 5.

By this time the girl had been frantically searching for the boy and was becoming impatient as she couldn't find him. She called out his name, louder and louder but there came no response. She looked behind big rocks, tall trees, and bushes but he was nowhere to be found. Suddenly afraid and lonely she sat herself beside a tree, buried her face in her hands and started to weep. Her tears came in gasps. She felt lost and wished he would stop hiding. He had always loved playing hide & seek.

It began to grow dark and still the boy had not come out of hiding. The girl sat up and made up her mind to just walk back to where she had started counting as he might have already sneaked passed her and reached 'home.' He often liked to pull a fast one on her. But when she returned to 'home' he was not there. She decided to wait some more in the hopes that he would show up. An hour later, still no sign of him. But she wouldn't leave until she fell asleep on the grass.

She was awoken by the rustling of grass. She stood upright and there he was. He stood there with his hands behind his back and looking sad. 'I'm sorry' he said. 'I didn't mean to be gone so long. There were just so many interesting things out there and I couldn't resist.' She bowed her head in sorrow and a tear trickled down her cheek. 'It was so exciting that I lost track of time. I kept wanting to explore...more and more.'

'Then why did you come back?' the girl asked, forlorn.

'Because I found this.' He extended his hand and held out a pearl-white flower to her. 'There was so much around me...so many things I could see, touch, feel...and I was lost in the experience of it all...then in the midst of a withering brush was this white flower. And I found my way back home...'

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Take me...

Take me...to a place with never-ending sunsets
Take me to a place where the waters are always crystal clear
Take me to a place where promises are unspoken so never to be broken
Anywhere but here...anywhere but here...

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LOST...

Have you ever found yourself lost...so suddenly...so soon...so fast...when all your life you knew where you were going...what you wanted...and then you wake up one morning to find it has all gone...blown away by the wind. You try to run...you try to catch up to it...but it just keeps flying farther and farther away from you...and then you find yourself in a place that seems too familiar but yet you feel that you're not a part of it. You refuse to be a part of it anymore...refuse to accept it...because your heart cannot fathom the thought that once your haven of comfort...is now the bearer of your broken dreams. Who do you tell...when you have so much to say...but can't. How can you sleep when there is no hope of dreaming. And if all was just a dream...then how cruel could fate be that it disturbed your peaceful slumber...and forced a reality that was too much to bear...a reality greater than death itself. Is it true...that too much love will kill you...in the end? I pray not...Do You hear me?

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