We are all starving for hope. We all have this thing that haunts us; it's called our past. Yea, that thing. Stupid... sure. But, it's real and it can be haunting. Our enemy often throws it at us like a pie to the face. Except, this pie is one from those looney cartoons; it's ticking and ready to explode. Or... at least, that is what it feels like when we lose focus and when hope is lost.
On a phone call with my grandma this week, we were talking about how we are just like the moon. We are dark blobs of useless matter in a galaxy that does not revolve around us. We are nothing, lost in a universe bigger than our comprehension. At the center of it all is the…Read more What’s My Purpose In Life?
We throw you where we please. You travel wherever the wind takes you. We sometimes acknowledge you, yet choose to neglect you. You not only watch us as we step on you, but also as we step over and around you. How isolated you must feel. How abandoned you must feel. Trash. Trash... How did you…Read more Trashed People