why a goodbye?

its right. i am running away. im sick and have been for sometime. sick of this town life. sick of my path sick if this predictable future had enough of this destiny. the easy option is obvious the second option is relatively inevitable. i couldn't care less. about you, about me about anyone. why why why??? lets paint a picture of what is this life. lets draw with crayons possible dimensions of a dream. will count sheep till we never wake up and laugh till nothing seeps out again. Goodbye goodbye goodbye....

Human being are the worst breed

human beings are the worse breed of evolution. but arnt we the best too? but why, why are they? they have emotions, choices and they have anger. they feed of the innocent, plague the rotten, and take what they want. they engulf more then they can and spit out what they dont need. they walk this land with egos and expectations. they control and bring doom on whatever they please they take from the weak and leave the poor they cry and weep, sorrow and seep there selfish and unkind. there inconsiderate and make lies. we tell each other what we should do while preach with faith what we cant achieve. we live in bubbles and hide in shelters. we suppress our kind souls and torture them with unwanted necesssitiy . they bring pain and emotion, insanity and indecision. they take without asking and giving without thinking where inconsiderate, where thoughtless, where blind, where needy. we are but just the icing on the cake. if only we knew that we are all opposite of what is said. i would feel humble but that is not the point we ar ewhat we are. so i shall drink to what we are not and we shall never be what we could. bring on the destruction of this world. we would be better of gone. we would be better of just as souls. not mere mortals incaged in this meaty flesh of nothing. we are nothing, thats all we may ever be...

lucky, lucky boys

I'm a pretty lucky guy when I look deep into the truth.
I have a loving family.
A decent income.
A cruzy life.
I am gifted with spiratual awareness.
Things come and go in my life.
I draw what I need when I need it.
I have the power to harness energy.
I give and receive lots of love.

I have a lilttle boy, and even thou it was not how I imagined. Or wanted. I'm still happy he is Alive.
I have freedom.
I travel.
I see what some do not.
I am healthy, fit and handsome.
I am not like other men, but I am not to different from others.

I have drawn special people to my life.
Special friends.
Special women.
Special lives.

I'm a caring considerate person.
I listen.
I want to help.
But I except what is.
I live in the now.
I am what I am.

To this life I have been given

I say...
So be it!

Thank you

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We can play games, we can go round in circles. But you will catch up to me and I will not be able to escape this fate. This destiny.
is the path I try so hard to love and except.
Is that wrong?

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I'm a punk rocker.
I'm a hillbilly rougher.
I'm a terroist scum.
I'm a problem child.

I'm filled with love
And cursed with a fate.

I'm made of fragile paper.
But written with blood.

I say what I mean
Bit act on what I'm not suppose to.

I have great people in my life.
I'm left with no one but myself.

This plague, this bitterness. This disease.
It eats inside and feeds of the good I give.
To be swallowed and spar back at my feet.
To reep nothing and destroy all.
To care for everyone and not myself.

I am what I am.

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stranger

I didn't have the strength to say....
I miss you when your gone

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too much

Too deep for any one ocean to current.
Too windy for a storm to comprehend.
Too hot for this sun to handle.
Too bright inside for a moon to strangle

Too much thought on what not to be is becoming what I'm being.

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