Okay I'll start with answering a question I'm always asked; "why doth my writing always emboss sadness?" Well here is the plain truth, Jim Morrison once said, "Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they are wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it." Truth is I don't take pleasure in pain, it's just that I adore diversity and since modern age poetry and writing is about love and heartbreaks, what makes me me if I dwell in that same circle? So I took the path of a wake up call, that path that people are assuming doesn't exist when daily we do know it is there. For example some of my previous poems talk about society pressure upon those who can blend in, we assume we are not killing them that they are the ones killing themselves and nobody wants to talk about them, so I wrote it. In this next poem called Cinderella and Prince Something talks about two leukemia victims who are teenagers and their last minute love.At first I really didn't want to share this piece with the world but then for the support of fight against all sorts of cancer, I have to...I hope you enjoy it or...you enjoy it....

Cinderella and Prince Something
The minute finger was echoing in her dark hope
Reminding her she was one of them at the bus stop
The ride of her lifetime assured of no return
Shivering in the arms of pain under her blanket
At fourteen, terminated and to be erased

She closed her eyes, counted her departing dreams
Every girl was usually rescued by her knight
Her mom found her dad and her sister, a boyfriend
She guessed her knight must’ve gotten lazy to armor up
At fourteen, she had never kissed a boy

She heard a mild, nervous yet a beautiful voice
She didn’t open her eyes for she knew it was a trance
With dashing hopes she hoped it was her chance
To be rescued and for once feel an embrace of a boy
At fourteenth count she opened her eyes to a beauty

He was sixteen with blue eyes that outstood his bland skin
With a frozen smile he told her she was beautiful
Strangest word from a stranger yet familiar from the family
I see Horoscope lied when it said cancers can’t love each other
At fourteen, she finally felt she belonged to this world

She became a Cinderella and he was prince something
He took her to two dates and a masquerade party
While others were clothed as monsters and princesses
They went as two leukemia patients with no deceit
At sixteen minutes to midnight she finally had her first kiss

After her first kiss she never heard again from him
She got angry when she thought she wasn’t cute in bald
Or maybe her lips had a savor of blood she had puked
Or maybe it was midnight and she outgrew her shoes
At fourteen, she had sixteen minutes of love

An ocean once serene turned to a sad song
The only tune she knew ended before her first dance
Others hated life while to them life was a riddle
It was something in his smile that gave her strength
It was his smile that made her live fourteen minutes longer

Her silence bled regrets of joy she robbed her family
She was worried of watching them troubled by her
So she asked for one last sunset to kiss her goodbye
So she asked for one last sunset to kiss her welcome
Fourteen and sixteen dead but with beating hearts

Four minutes away still your tongues reading this
Three minutes away she smiled hopelessly
Two minutes away she hugged her family
A minute away she hugged her prince’s absence
No minute away she found him waiting for her

He said to me, “You leave while we wait.”
She said to me, “You live while we fade.”
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Your hand prints all over my heart

Tears falling in broken parts

Shattered and broken I can't find the start

As I gaze at pieces of me fade away with dust in the wind

Every beginning has an end so this end finally begins

What becomes of a lonely heart on a lonely road

Screaming voices in me yearning to explode

Looking for another straying boat to board

Just to be forgotten again as I blend in the crowd

I am not lonely, I am not lonely, I am just empty

I am not sad, I am not sad, I am swimming in envy

I get out of my shell for anyone to see me plainly

But instead I become transparent and fading

I slowly retire to the silent corner of my room

Tears scratching my cheeks as i fold in my misery cocoon

There is a dark heavy storm invading my mind

Death biting his finger-nails relentlessly staring at time

Angels passed out from the celebration wine

Waiting for my hero who is stuck on the aisle

I am yearning to see stars in a sunny morning

I am wishing on a broken star to heal my broken heart

I am looking for a friend who wont alight at the next bend

I am just trying to find happiness in my depths of misery

Yes I am the silent smile in the familiar crowd

The loneliest among friends

I am the coin you didn't toss in the well

The one you believe can't make your wish come true

I am the sun that got lazy to rise

So it rained and I got cursed

I am surrounded with a thousand suns, with no light

I am surrounded with a thousand happy faces, with no smiles

I am surrounded with dozens of mannequin friends, yet all alive

Really, never mind my presence until the next time you are lonely 

♥ GG