If I could hide the sun would we live in the dark
now admittedly the writing I have put on here is not always worth the space it takes.
however, the thing about writing like that is its an obsession chasing the best one i wrote
the ones that where lost or taken the ones from my youth when my mind was different
times i would love to look back on those pieces of youth when age gets the best of me
I know it seems like it should be a non-priority and life was good until it wasnt
dont get me wrong no matter what comes at me no one will see me without a smile
a greeting and something positive share just recently all my books were burnt
got me kind of thinking is it painful or should i be thankful even erase what i done on here
start again and try to find the part of me i lost chasing feelings from the past
yea i can never look back again but I know whats there it hurts and i cant change it
i got nothing going for me but its hard to find the sun today while looking back at the
darkest pain in the past wondering why my fate was so cruel and still smiling at everyone
saying hello and shouldering their pain if they share it so they can move forward im stuck anyway
No one would believe me if I told them the things I see and where I been so I keep it to myself
and I know I should i wish everyone else knew what to keep to their self what stories to not share
your dog died someone beat a cat to death or the dog they hit this is pain i dont want on me
we all have empathy and been effected by something like that in the past so why pick that scab
for your own need for comfort your hiding the sun while we try to find light
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