An endless road has carried me to an unknown destination, and I would drown in its loneliness, worry about living out an unfinished life. But this would only become certain if I allow my dreams to remain silent, if I give up the fight to find the road leading me to the life that I know exists somewhere further down from where I stand now. All I have to do is give voice to my dreams, let them pour out from my heart and enter this world, but the hardest part is finding a way to reach you. Let my words touch you, and let me inspire you to give voice to your own dreams for all we have are our dreams to lead us down this road that we call life.

When I open my eyes to the world outside these walls, what I see bothers me. It bothers me deep inside, and my pen starts to weep tears across the page. These poems are based on the war and 9/11.