Dear Life:
How are you? Is it true that most of us don't have a clue how to make the most of you?
Where are you now? Do you even exsist? What's your purpose for me? Does it involve lots of money?
You know we should talk more often you and I so I can see the path I walk is to your liking.
But the more I think about it the only one who cares about me is yours truly, so tell me life how much more misery do I have to endure.... Ha ha funny life says that is up to me!
Yet is it really when we are born into to a world, a culture, a society that gives us our senses before we can think for ourselves, only few ever then realise and reverse the curse of birth and know why breath was put in their lungs.
So life at this time I will do my best, put my best foot forward and add to this world for I as an individual have something to offer much more than love much more than sperm much more than money... What I have to offer trumps all these things.... What I have to offer is the best of me! Misery may just be the price to win in life - if so my debt is paid in full. I will win. Do you hear me life?
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Depression
Happiness where art thou when everything around feels like a painful 'owww'
It hurts it hurts
To spend the few pennies hurts
Even if I get temporary joy from it
It hurts to be at work and everything is so important except you
It hurts to go home to a house filled with smoke after 27 years it really friging hurts
To have no hope
Man that hurts
To cry and have to dry the tears only to continue this bullshit life
Did I say it hurts
Cliches come out to 'brighten' your day but who really gives an 'f' about what they have to say - see me depressed send on some money with the advice ...make me a better me
It hurts to be in all these routines
It hurts when friends drift apart and then say 'I ain't seeing you' no shit homie ...where the fuck have you been?
Still the manic depressive continues living, eating surviving and suffering.
They say at any moment you should be willing to give up who you are for who you could become, well if that's the case and I hope you're listening too God ... I am so so ready for the new me!
It hurts it hurts
To spend the few pennies hurts
Even if I get temporary joy from it
It hurts to be at work and everything is so important except you
It hurts to go home to a house filled with smoke after 27 years it really friging hurts
To have no hope
Man that hurts
To cry and have to dry the tears only to continue this bullshit life
Did I say it hurts
Cliches come out to 'brighten' your day but who really gives an 'f' about what they have to say - see me depressed send on some money with the advice ...make me a better me
It hurts to be in all these routines
It hurts when friends drift apart and then say 'I ain't seeing you' no shit homie ...where the fuck have you been?
Still the manic depressive continues living, eating surviving and suffering.
They say at any moment you should be willing to give up who you are for who you could become, well if that's the case and I hope you're listening too God ... I am so so ready for the new me!
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