"Love"
I'm always going, I'm always walking to places that I've never been. Constantly exploring the depths of all that's good and wonderful in this world. I look at the sights the sounds and the city. And I can't believe what beauty I see in this so called wasteland. I walk along the countryside and I sit and gaze at the wonderful things that I see. Beauty in all, wether neglected by feeling unloved, or praised all your life and given all. We are all beautiful. Inside and out. Through life we are molded into what we perceive to be good. Through a world of darkness and pain I see beauty and kindness. Those who are troubled and weak from the distastes of their lives are comforted in my prescience. Those who are evil and seek I'll will to the weak and depraved find themselves lost and confused. Wandering endlessly through their confusion they find no hope. But the weak continue to battle the endless war of life and continuously win. The boundaries of their love are limitless given the opportunity those who were unloved can love with more heart and soul than that of a mother toward her child. Love cannot be contained it can only be prolonged to the point where it burst like an explosion so powerful that it heals the hearts of many who have been deceived into blind hate. Through our differences we can only hope that the day never comes where our love is blinded and recedes into nothing and hatred, sadness, depression prevails over all. I leave you now to think on these things so that you realize to love without hate give without want and cherish without sadness.
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PoetryThis is all my poems that I've written about various situations that I've been in and my journey through this life some are funny, and some are very deep. They all come from me. My inspiration was Eminem he inspired me to write exactly how I feel. T...
