Book excerpt: This book is a journey—a journey from minds to mysteries; a curtain you can peek through, not to peek in my life, but your own; a bite into the most luscious of treats, one that may fade, but not before leaving you with a vivid taste in your mouth. From moments of pain borne to moments of pain caused, from smiling faces to sadistic eyes; you have all of it, and so do these poems. This is a melody that was left unheard for far too long—a memory that stains through every piece of stone. This is not just poetry, it is a life—a breathing, talking, weeping life that begs of you to listen. Because this isn’t poetry about me, it is about you.