Passing through...

Choice...

That moment where we stop living for the opinion of everyone but ourselves— And living life while knowing everyone cannot be pleased…though the empathy allows us to continue to try… and fail… and try again… But beyond that we began to learn what means the most to us as individuals— All while taking notice of things with no meaning, Learning our worth and what we do and do not deserve— Happiness will come and real love will follow. The struggles condense for your mind is so free— And its at that moment we discover the true meaning of the life we life among this terrible word. It’s a process. Easier...

Kinda cool I think...

A piece...

It rained in a place I’ve never been… I’m suddenly home and comfortable then ever. I reflected on the facts— Of me having nothing and trying to get something to make it somewhere that I belong— And feel like I belong. I’m stuck feeling sorry for myself— My heads down a lot more than usual and the chip on my shoulder... Well that’s always been there. “You don’t give yourself enough credit” I guess it’s a piece of me that’s looks past it all only to push towards my actual goal. Beyond track and field, beyond education. Its not easy, id say it was if it really was. I just make it look like it is....

Sand'n

You choose...

It's all vintage— I love it when it don't make since, I just respect it when it's straightforward. It doesn't make sense but just enough grace; will make me work a little harder to figure it out. Complexity at its best, it never meant to confuse, but for you to use... Exercise and abuse… Strengthen... That good mind, body and, soul… For those— With no roles and fillers of space, that doesn’t need to be filled but its just no place to go. It flowed so they— Well, ya know... But I understand what plans mean... To see what can be done and set out to do it— Do you prepare to be aware of what's out...

"Be water..." -Bruce

Hands in...

I fell. Not asleep, but as I slept, yea I fell. I saw it all, didn’t miss a think, Didn’t even think to blink. But I sink. My lack of life, My lack of company— My lack of speaking, I hope more than I actually believe it. It’s possible I know, Just not for me it seems. I guess things are meant to be taken away— Only given on an accident. But I work hard, I swear. I loved it not for what it is, but what it could be, I’m striving. I’m leaning no longer diving. Take my time, I even pray slowly, Please hear me clear. I’m always in need. At your earliest convenience— We should meet… I joke but I ask...

After the storm...

It's just...

It's that bond, a connection stronger than any other at the time, It's a rare feeling— An unconscious surrender of ones self to another. You don't mean for it often times— But the hearts stolen and you don't want it back. It's the world’s most addicting emotion— To want that all the time, no matter what your doing. You can laugh with insiders, a genuine smile at the smallest thought. How? Doesn't happen often but every time feels like the first, better than ever; for emotions grow with maturity— Now the past is a joke and means nothing more than a faded memory soon to be forgotten for your heart—...