I wish pain could just go away, exit my brain, diving through the drain, going past the dark forest and dieing in the cold musky rain...
I wish I could open my mouth without black lines seeping out, like bad things happening when your trying to fix things but you steadily just turn around.
I wish that people wouldn't ask or try to be perfect or better, because when there are conditions outside, no one asks why or how because there isn't a such thing as the perfect weather.
And lastly I wish that my heart and mind would stop grieving over something that could never happen. Something with no meaning. Just someone who is dreaming. With there head in the clouds and far away from the rugged earth because wherever they are it must be better because here it's much worse.
No I'm not done. I'm not even finished. I just wish that all these things weren't even wishes simply because there weren't dreams while someone was doing the dishes.
(REVIEW FROM TAYLORBTEAL ON PREVIOUS LINE: "Breathtaking- enough said.")
No. Pain can't go away. It must linger around to remind us that living is hard and is apart of daily lives, and that it must simply stay.
Everyday is a battle no matter what war we are fightingWe must choose the choices me make and face the mistakes we have made.
We are a not so perfect peoples and no. We don't have an intelligent world.
~just a little something I came up with...
