Single perspectiveTime will pass to show us there is truly only one person we love. Yet it takes a long time to understand this severity, what reality does a life mean if your alone for all of it, it took me a failed marriage to figure it out. With life just so full of choices, we as humans need to slow down and quit being so rash within our daily lives. Verbalizing, speech, talking, to me its almost inhuman only for that i have lived and hide behind writings, and music. Take a stand and think, when you stand on the alter there should be nothing or no one else on your mind. Time comes when you have given up hope, the one person you can always talk to no matterSingle perspective
Question Of Humanity WIPARE WE ONLY FIGHTING TO DIE A WAR WITH NO CAUSE OR ONE THAT HAS SUCH LITTLE MEANING TO IT THAT WE WILL BELIEVE IN ANY REASON TO FIGHT IT.I HAVE NEVER BELIEVED IN THE WARS WE FOUGHT ONLY FOR THE FACT AMERICA STARTS ITS OWN BATTLES AND WITHOUT THAT IN PLACE WE WOULD MNOT BE WHERE WE ARE TODAY, ON THER OTHER HAND AMERICA IS A COUNTRY THAT HAS MADE ITS ROOTS OFF OF WAR AND NOT THAT OF AGRACULTURE ADVANCEMENTS WE MOSTLY RELIE ON OTHERS TO PROVIDE OURSELVES WITH A MEANS OF LIFE WE TAKE FORM OTHERS ONLY TO GIVE IN RETURN A FALSEAFIED SENSE OF SECURITY. THERE HAS NEVER BEEN A TIME WHEN WE AS AMERICANS HAVE HEL OUR WORD TRUE TO ANY POINT WE LIE TO OURQuestion Of Humanity WIP
Weak W.I.P.My knee's are aching, My head is pounding, The room is spinning round me. How did things get this way? I'm so lost! In my misery!! I've got to end this while i'm sure. Kill me now, just kill me now. Just another broken start, Just another broken Heart.Weak W.I.P.
StrangersTwo complete strangers, Looking out opposite windows. All the while,Strangers
Holding hands and smiling to themselves.
A speechless drive, With nothing to comfort them but their thoughts. A notion in time,
An empty open ended torturer, Of two hearts screaming out for each other.
Bleeding through the silence,
Yet only the music is heard. Screaming to be heard only the speechless air.
Both yearning to speak but dumbfounded for words. An unspoken love, or is it just the idea of love? Neither willing to say anything.
They live their false happiness.
Wha
Once upon a time There are some things between two people that are never spoken. Then they're are those words that are never shouted, never said so anyone else can hear, never said til earned. A special moment, as precious as a secret, for only us. Saying it momentarily fills a void that usually remains rust dry through the hours. But you know that when they say it, a burst of honesty has been spoken. The deepest truth, the highlighted shadows of vulnerability, there, now. Some people need to scream it. Let the public share this triumphant emotion you feel. But why? You do not love the public, one loves hiOnce upon a time
Hurts
by *messa
why?
Isolated
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