Somewhere,
in the dark of the night...

Your love
is my...

Feeling do alone,
I draw my knees to my chest...

In just my t-shirt
and my underwear...

**if you're confused about the shirt part, it's...
I saw a shirt today...

I want to be
the only one...

I hate this confinement
this mask over my face...

So many layers
to hide my heart...

A fighting soul, in a battle,
only hears the drums a-pounding...

A tortured soul,
denied all wordly things...

Treasure the quiet moments,
for with each passing day...

**all these poems are dedicated to, my one, my...
take that, Moustafaaaa!!!! :P...