i am often in the darkness,
of light i am blind.
i am covered eighty percent of my life,
sheltered by the fabrics of man-kind.
i bring pleasure and pain, existence and death
i am the manifestation of love.
am i a curse from the abyss of hell
or the blessing from Heaven above.

If you look back on life, sometimes it makes you wonder
Where did it all go wrong.
You realize that in its disguise,
Life is all but a happy song.

The love you often look for in life
is usually right before your eyes;

I can’t help but smile
When I think about your walk
And the way you move your hips

what is the meaning
when I close my eyes?
when I embrace the nocturnal likeness of myself,
this thing called night,

Focused, I am focused but I stray for a moment to see
The sounds of a beautiful woman walking towards me