Saturday, October 1, 2011
The song changes
Its late or early depending on you perspective. For me It is a bit of both. I have no idea what to focus on right now so I will just free write.
I know that there is a hunger with in us all, dormant waiting to be triggered to react so that we might fight for something once again. The fight of days past, I speak of our youth. Vigor with in our blood that need to flow in replacement of out sweet sugar coated play nice with others lives we live. We are not made of glass but made of iron and we need friction to live. I often dream of a time or a life I would like to live but why not this life. I want to mold it to fit not grow to fit what it has become. Anger is often the answer looked over by humanity in favor of something more palatable by others. But do I really really really care what shit tastes like in other peoples mouths. I think not.
The track pauses for a bit and the song changes. Lets see something I can really put my toes a tapping too. I don't want it, I just need it. A line from one of my favorite songs. Often I would think hmmm maybe I should cool down but and I did that for a time and that time is over for a while again. Now I need pain again but this time its not out of self hate, its out of self love. Red Gold and Purple are my favorite colors because these are the colors of royalty and I am worth it. Each one of us must wear what fits and not try and fit something that does not.
And thats about it for now.
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enjoyed the new blog entry its been awhile welcome back
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