Watch for sticks and stones, stumbling blocks in piles,
life is one big road miles on top of miles,
Most people don't even smile.
The body's just a vehicle transporting the soul,
it's what's inside people that’s beauty to behold.
There's a natural mystic blowing through the air,
so keep it realistic and always be aware,
The truth is crying out and it's so loud and so clear,
but most people won't even hear.
Spiritual pollution is in the atmosphere
and with so much confusion can one be happy here?
Violence is spreading worldwide and there are families on the streets.
They sell drugs to children now!
Why can't they just see,
that all they do is eliminate their future with the things they do today!
Money is the incentive?
Does that make it okay?
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Life Lessons
There are times when I believe that if I die,
no one would care.
I'll just be another tombstone in the overflowing cemetery.
I will be another less mouth to feed.
I will be freeing space for a worthier person.
I will be freeing the world of such a burden.
Tonight i learned that when u think your life is crap,
Other people wish they had a life like yours,
Other people would gladly fill your shoes,
Other people would be happy for half the things you have
you begin to realize that your a role model for some,
You begin to realize that your life may not be as bad as you think it is
You begin to realize that no matter how far down you are,you can always go deeper.
no one would care.
I'll just be another tombstone in the overflowing cemetery.
I will be another less mouth to feed.
I will be freeing space for a worthier person.
I will be freeing the world of such a burden.
Tonight i learned that when u think your life is crap,
Other people wish they had a life like yours,
Other people would gladly fill your shoes,
Other people would be happy for half the things you have
you begin to realize that your a role model for some,
You begin to realize that your life may not be as bad as you think it is
You begin to realize that no matter how far down you are,you can always go deeper.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Goodbye
My dear, I love you
But I only make you cry
All of this pain, will it fade
If I die?
I only wish for you, there was
Some better way
To say,
Goodbye...
never meant to hurt you, but
Tears still flowed into your eyes
All I ever said
Was that I wanted to die
And you cried...
But I only make you cry
All of this pain, will it fade
If I die?
I only wish for you, there was
Some better way
To say,
Goodbye...
never meant to hurt you, but
Tears still flowed into your eyes
All I ever said
Was that I wanted to die
And you cried...
Demons in your life
Have you ever experienced a pain that seemed to reach deep within your soul?
So deep that no one can touch it?
That no medication can cure it?
It feels like there's a void in your life that can't be filled
And with each passing day your soul cries out in misery
as it slowly dies in a dark pool of inner demons
that are gradually coming out as the victors to this cruel game
known as life.
The pain, the misery, the depression haunts me
greeting me at every turn.
I have many friends, yet none.
I am supposedly loved, but I am numb of feeling.
There are people who are willing to listen,
but can never fully comprehend my tortured cries.
But I don't know how long I can keep pushing away my demons
as my desire to be completely consumed by them - to end it all -
grows with each day I keep to myself.
So deep that no one can touch it?
That no medication can cure it?
It feels like there's a void in your life that can't be filled
And with each passing day your soul cries out in misery
as it slowly dies in a dark pool of inner demons
that are gradually coming out as the victors to this cruel game
known as life.
The pain, the misery, the depression haunts me
greeting me at every turn.
I have many friends, yet none.
I am supposedly loved, but I am numb of feeling.
There are people who are willing to listen,
but can never fully comprehend my tortured cries.
But I don't know how long I can keep pushing away my demons
as my desire to be completely consumed by them - to end it all -
grows with each day I keep to myself.
be you
I might not be a writer
I might not be a poet
but every one needs an outlet in which to show their true feelings
I believe i just found mine
Without the repercussions of being too judgmental
or everyone judging you for who you are and what you believe in
i think you should find a way in which to share your true feelings
whether it be towards a special someone, family or just life in general.
Whether you think yourself as a dark spirited individual
or someone that believes in fairy tales, either way your life is in your hands
why should you let others dictate how you live your life ?
isn't society itself doing enough, why do you need individual persons
to help it ?
Live, Love, Laugh, at your leisure
I might not be a poet
but every one needs an outlet in which to show their true feelings
I believe i just found mine
Without the repercussions of being too judgmental
or everyone judging you for who you are and what you believe in
i think you should find a way in which to share your true feelings
whether it be towards a special someone, family or just life in general.
Whether you think yourself as a dark spirited individual
or someone that believes in fairy tales, either way your life is in your hands
why should you let others dictate how you live your life ?
isn't society itself doing enough, why do you need individual persons
to help it ?
Live, Love, Laugh, at your leisure
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