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Art is where I live and where I quit living. I write.

[bshayer4]

I want you to know

but my tongue is a coward.

I want to say it

but it is going to make me weep.

I want so much it is making me pale.

Before you, I stand like a prophet without a god,

a gun without a bullet,

a flower without a petal.

You just take my power away.

[bshayer4]

”No, you’re not Alice,

but you are in Wonderland.

You shall always wonder…

sometimes you’ll find answers,

and sometimes —

to despair you will surrender.

But that’s why,

you will eventually realize:

faith is not a choice,

it is a means to survive.

Little girl…

You’re not Alice.

But you…

are in Wonderland.” - Bshayer F.R.

[bshayer4]

“I do not miss you.

It’s not that.

It’s that I am a part of you.

I do not know how to put it exactly,

but I’m nothing more than a piece of your puzzle —

a piece that makes no sense on its own.

You need me.

And when I’m with you, I’m no longer a stranded, useless shape.

I become visible, understood —

finally whole.

So when I say I miss you,

what I really mean is…

you miss me.

And that’s why I miss you.

Because somewhere deep inside you,

you’re reaching for me too” Bshayer F.R.

[bshayer4]

“I just wanted to see myself in you…

I mean, I just want to see myself in someone…

So that my self can see itself.

So hungry for a glimpse of my reflection,

I knocked on the doors of so many souls.

I have let myself be hypnotized by devilish eyes.

I have dressed up lies as truths…

And I still am unable to catch a glimpse of me in any of you” - BFR

[bshayer4]

Darling, I love you, you are a child, and like every child you are my child .. my ways are incomprehensible to you .. i cannot ask you to trust the road ..for i hear the pain roaring in your soul .. i’m just asking you to watch the pain .. watch how it can diminish by saying my name .. i can make it a little better .. until it goes away .. and until a song replaces that persisting roar .. say my name .. I am your creator .. the wisest .. I am the one .. the only one

[bshayer4]

He was lost and hungry, until somebody fed him a purpose, all of a sudden he felt warm, and his wobbling legs found their rhythm.

[bshayer4]

talk to me, say a word or two, and don’t mind my silence, too hurt to move my lips, i just wish to hear a familiar soul speaks, i am unable to explain myself to myself let alone to anyone else. The world is too painful for me, too slippery and too intense. I wish I had never been born

[bshayer4]

It’s such a painful dance, like the one between the weave and the sand, they touch but never hug.

[bshayer4]

And i wonder, should I reclaim my soul? Should I believe more and more?

[metamorphesque]

― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

[bshayer4]

“He’s got spirit, something whispers to him from the heavens, his words save souls, a smile rises from the ashes of despair when he talks, he’s got spirit, what he says help hearts regain function, he’s some kind of medicine, a prescription” - Bshayer F.R.

[bshayer4]

I wish i knew what to say .. i just know that you are a dream which i cannot control .. i mean up close, you will just disappoint not me, but the longing in me, and just like that, i’ll end up feeling disappointed against my well, and it’ll be hard to fight the illusion, and the pattern will take over, i’ll stop missing you cause you are here, and i will long for what’s not here, and that’s just bot fair to you, not at all

[bshayer4]

“It is hard to stay compelled around the clock, stolen by a wish, awaiting a glimpse of it to manifest.” Bshayer F.R.

[bshayer4]

And we say plenty .. we talk plenty .. sometimes we wish we meant what we said .. and sometimes we wish we didn’t

[bshayer4]

Darling, I thought there wasn’t ever a way out, until I saw your eyes, they made me calm down.

[bshayer4]

What if we do not submit to distance, what if i fold earth so gracefully until i am with you and you’re with me, what if we listen to the songs of the river, the melody of the sea, marvel at the stars, calm down our fears until they convert into butterflies and roses

[bshayer4]

But I couldn’t let u go, at that moment I realized I shouldn’t have taught you how to fly, my little bird don’t you dare fly, I mean fly fly, my little bird.