Who is to say what is right or what is wrong?
You, Me, so called leaders or preachers?
Why are we so worried of becoming the thing set by guidlines and rules of people and ties?
Why are you worried of meeting the love of your life or growing old alone?
Why do you seek a reason to run or hide, not feel worthy enough of being you?
Why do you think the universe sees you a high enough of a being to work against you and not forge your own way in this world and take it?
Why do you think all of the great people were already made in the past and you can’t become the future great?
Fear and believe rule us by media, by misguidance, by birth, rather listen to yourself.
Who are you to think you are weak in this world?
Tomorrow you will do what you thaught you wouldnt do yesterday.
Don’t fear the problems you will create!
Don’t fear love at first sight, no matter what or who it is!
Don’t fear making life your mistress to enjoy the love affair.
“Natural order” are just words by cowards in fear of living and the unknown.
There is another world waiting for you, a better world, a world YOU must create.
P.Paulsen
Life has it’s days
Some nights cold & lonely
Some days warm & clueless
Lows points you question
You wonder....
Look to the lord for answers
Try not to slip the whys?
When’s?
Thaught to stead fast
Be still wait on the Lord
Fret not
You know what he can do
He bless you daily
Then you smile through the trials
You human weary comes
23 psalm kicks in
Walk in blind faith
Fighting doubt
Retreat from the world
Sometimes blind faith,
Requires alone time
Smile while holding to Gods
Promise,
Praying from him to use you
For his glory
his word never return void
Smile think he gracious God is
blessings you could never repay
Smile & cry tears of joy
God help is on the way
In the end...
All we can rely on
Joy blind faith patience’s
Smile....
By law forbid tinted glass
it is necessary
in my little atom
milky way
pushed in
they are always pushing me somewhere.
me
to me
me, me meeeeeeeeeeee
I somehow feel like goat
sometimes
having that
feeling possessed by familiarity of unknown
I really wish
just once
for a change
to dance on a happy song
statistics said
that love of british for a dog
lasts
until they buy
a new couch
f***
according to that
I quote pretty well
you know
for a goat
my mother thaught me
when time changes the record
it is good to know
how to pick a right bone
to make a good soup
(and in that, clean faced, swear that we didn't use beef cube)
she taught me well
when I finally clean up
everything from my bag
only thing left will be umbrella
to keep me safe eventually
if it starts to rain
someones mother will cry today
at least they have annunciate so
on the radio
thinking of you is my vacation for me your love is the only intoxication
your interactable love is my desire without you im burnt in ice im frozen in fire
if i said you are not the only im a lier this world is not the highest cause you are higher
without her i always jump in conclusion without her this world is illusion
i dont want this life if shes not in my fortune her love makes me a fusion
if this world force me to choose my existance or loving her
tell this world that i would rather resign than flatter
without her im waiting till the bell of my life rings
cause without her im feeling that im a phoenix without wings
tell MY BLOND DREAM that i had thaught about her a lot lately
tell her that if for being with me is too early
what about the last second will she be my lady?
i wanna rip your heart out i wanna make you bleed
not for just one cruel act but all your hurtful deeds
you think you're untouchable that your simply invincible
but if you were suffering i would laugh at your misery simply on principle
you think the world owes you everything and you should be treated like a king
well i am here to tell you darling you aren't worth a thing
so i won't cry no tears for you i won't even give you a second thaught
i will just imagine you in your grave while the worms eat at you while you rot.
in my mind there is only you,
when i sleep this feeling holds true.
i dont think i can live without you in my life,
the thaught alone makes me reach for the knife.
ive asked you before if you will save me
but i dont get a responce not even a maybe.
so i guess like a memory its time for me to fade,
if you want to see me again i guess you will have to visit my grave.
for thats where youll find me in my eternal rest,
all i ask is please take care of that organ that you visiously ripped from my chest...
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