outside the box inside the walls
one must live life outside the box
living within the walls of ones own mind
creating a field of dreams one must live
exploring the paths of ones soul
art is a mirror of what life is
through those who see it without blinders.
a little is enough
to much of something can cause on to not appreciate what they have.
if you seek for happiness in the darkness you shall wonder if its real.
it has been a surreal experience..
days and nights..
it matters not if it is day nor night for time slips by regardless
there is nothing good…
there is nothing good about being bad, evilness that lurks inside,waiting.
there is nothing good about fearful living.
monday
in such a world we live in. such a tragic chaos. our days are filled learning who we are.
sadness prevails through tragic events
passion derives from an inner being, screaming out with such beauty.
but the passion dwendles and soon fades.
so much goes unnoticed
this world has become selfish, noone sees with there hearts. people take but do any give? we live in chaos filled with pain and bloodshed.
imagine
imagine what the world would be like if we had no hate. no heartache,no pain, no war.
we would be happy and show nothing but love and compassion.
but is that really a life?
for the pain we go through is what makes us who we become.
