Yesterday I walked around for miles. Saw the silhouette of what I thought could be you. Couldn't help but stop my stride and crack a smile. What if all my blurry-eyed hallucinations really were true? Doesn't seem to me that my dreams I see, cause the lack of peace ain't enemy. But I dream to be cause it's within my reach, so why don't I help myself relentlessly, to any other tears that draw my eyes. Be the reason I was it, why, and I am alive. Could you show me dear, something I've not seen? Something infinitely interesting?
Had a long long long weekend! I'm exhausted. Had to babysit the young ones and they are more than a hand full. Now I can rest a little bit. I feel like the Voyage is moving in the right direction. Things are looking brighter in this dark forest of mine. I've been reading and writing more. Formulating and molding the idea into something interesting. I've been really inspired by the music I've been listening to....
I always come back to this I wrote, I don't know why.....I'm kind of glad that I do
My mind was like a time bomb waiting to explode, of every single memory I didn't let go. I put it into words so you can understand me, the way I look out at the world and you see what I see. Know the type of things I have to deal with. I hear people saying that, people saying this; like it's easy to forgive than it is to forget. Still holding on to whatever kind of grudge. Could it be that being hurt gives a sudden rush? Become so addicted it's the closest thing to love. You beg for more, it's nothing less than a drug, keep asking the question, "God why I can't get enough?" I'm so used to the fact my heart stays crushed. I wonder will I find the one that I can really trust, Or will it backfire on me and turn into lust. I got a little faith so I ain't giving up! Wanting to be happy with my life is a must. I wanna fly high to the skies up above. To get away from the things that are just too much. These voices in my head saying listen to us. And do what we say if you want to be loved.......
Love, Live, Life
:::Byron Belle:::
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