13.1O.O8 peace cries out to me as hearts {bleed} where do we go from here? our world's falling into disrepair. living life seems to be the hardest thing to do when people are constantly trying to take from you [refusing] to love you live for you be for you give to you times grow more difficult as deception and commoness poison minds everyone's living life for a dime we are getting sucked into that 'fast' life the so called 'easy' life when in all reality life becomes harder the 'easy' path is stricken with trials greater than before selfishness, greed and pride outweigh and drown out the cry for [compassion] failing to acknowledge calls for help too tied up in living for self and no one else ignorance has become our comfort and we've allowed ourselves to fall into a trap of carbon copies living amongst carbon copies hugging the block with a blunt and a bottle in hand common statistics this is what we've become when will this mold be broken? who will stop this hurt? who will answer our collective cry? when will we be heard? |
these are. . . mostly remnants of my heartbreak. . . i yearn for the day that i can browse my blog without the urge to cry. . . . . . "now, keep in mind that i'm an artist & i'm sensitive about my shit." -Erykah Badu back in time. •October 2008 •November 2008 •December 2008 •January 2009 •February 2009 •March 2009 •April 2009 •May 2009 •July 2009 •September 2009 •October 2009 •November 2009 •December 2009 •January 2010 •February 2010 •March 2010 •April 2010 •June 2010 •July 2010 •August 2010 •September 2010 •October 2010 •January 2011 •May 2011 •June 2011 •August 2011 •December 2011 •January 2012 •March 2012 |