posted on Jul, 27 2012 @ 07:21 PM
Words.
what do they mean
what is this #?
sounds I comprehend to be real
what is real
my 'real' has become unreal jaded beyond recovery
time passes and I gain some clarity
soon to be destroyed by nonsense and chaos
is this my doing or my fate?
when will the suffering end and my life begin
or is life just suffering?
why must we worry about tomorrow
what’s the use in premonition?
it is what it is...
we all die the same way
fresh as a baby’s brain
reborn into the clean slate
hoping for peace
clean my past for I know I’m not angelic
I am a sinner, yes I sin
I make poor choices and forget
consequences dont mean #
to a man on a mission
to get what he wants from this bitch
lets rebel against all
forms of order, and religion
Rebel against standards
Who the hell says so?
Nobody I know
Reality? Pshh, please gimmie a break
Dream states seem real but somehow shunned
Why?
Who’s to say what’s real and not
dreaming myself into an abyss
of thoughts, intentions, and unexpressed love
my hard shell called an ego
keeps me from expressing
love is all i want
for you and for me.
all we need is love.
love yourself
love one another
love is all we have
words mean nothing
they only stand in the way of love
there are no need for words.
# 'em