I'm so sick of people. Honestly. Why do we always have to hurt each other. We're so motivated by everything that is wrong in the world. Nothing that is good is a part of us anymore. Sometimes I get so hopefull, that mankind can change and progress from it's current state, but I'm always let down. Not just by others either, but by myself too. I think to much about everything. Why am I this way? Why can't I be someone else? What am I even doing here? This is not a cry for help. This is the cry of my heart. I hate being let down and I hate even more letting others down. I don't even know what I'm trying to say to you. I hate not being able to express myself. It's like I'm looking in a mirror but not seeing a reflection. I stare at myself. I try to examine, observe, scrutinize. But there's nothing there to look at because I am blank. Empty. Or else, it's like code. I might be able to decipher bits and peices, but the big picture always escapes me.

"This Emotion"
Here I am confused. So unsure of where I stand. Consumed by emptiness. Sick of being used by this world.
When will it end? This game I play with You. When will I stop to pretend? And go standing on a black line. The misery breaks my heart. Deep down inside, I know. I can't go on living this way. When will it end? This game I play with You. When will I stop to pretend? And go follow You.

I have not forgotten Your whispering voice.
Or the sweetness of Your presence. . .
- Orion Walsh of Slow Coming Day


- posted by Jonathan@ 12:00 AM