Have you never choked on your words? Was speaking your mind always so clear and easy? Never wanted to tell someone something so big that you couldn’t tell anyone? Held in the whole thing and let it eat away at your life. Isn’t this what you wanted? A world where we don’t understand the horrors of yesterday? Wasn’t that what you went to war for? Fought and died for? A world where kids have no idea what war is. Where people live and die free and happy. Happiness is only there to break up the suffering. They say necessity is the mother of all invention. Without suffering what would we want? How/why would we create? Without pain why would we strive? From what would there be to run? A world of fast post with only enough showing to know it’s not worth the read. Great, big, beautiful words with such meaningful sounds, that nothing is truly understood. Words that turn into bumble bees, If only they could pollinate my orange trees. Least then I could make enough mead to swallow my pride and cry, alone, into the night. to forget the dying world I live on. er, or to drink the night away. Adverts so moving I don’t even know what to buy, all I can do is cry, yet my heart feels glad… that puppy saved that little boy. Friends, family, acquaintance’s, more, What’s all the labels for? There’s a girl selling razors, she says we don’t have to be labeled. Did you see the movie thirteen? R.I.P.
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 02:36:22 +0000