i have emptied myself hundreds of times
as pools of sadness collect again, from the constant rain
in sleep is small escape, always to the stark of awakening
and how do the dreams we forget shape our wills?
i have come to the beginning of myself
and the end, always to find strange answers
to believe that the wandering of the world has purpose
even as the night erases all our craft
how we learn to let go, and recognize such freedom...
Reflection
2:54pm wednesday, 1st june
Is life not for pleasure?...........If not?..........
Reflection
3:03pm wednesday, 1st june
Is there some sort of game going on?..........I know you are intelligent enough to answer this question....even if you are killjoy.........
Reflection
3:07pm wednesday, 1st june
You've known me all these few years......From me being drunk and tired of society and all humans in it, to now. Where I am the same way...........Levels in life are like a flower........
Maybe I have advanced you, but something remains the same..........two can keep a secret if one is dead.........
PeacEMakeR
6:02pm tuesday, 21st june
Life is not for joy... Life is A PHASE that we build our places in heaven... So live LIFE like a stranger you are not here for joy, because everyone around you thinks that he is here for joy.
Reflection
PeacEMakeR