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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Run away again

I wrote this a little while ago. Remember, I like comments/suggestions!

Now who knows me like you do?
and who would want to?
Do I only have to wonder?
or will you show me bliss?

I put myself on the line again
But don’t we love to lose ourselves?
So I look for love
at the bottom of this empty hole

I look up to find ceaseless skies
But they don’t look like they keep to themselves
So I find that I lost them
at the end of my time

Now who knows me like you do?
and who would want to?
Do I even want to know?
or will I learn when it ends?

I heard “love thyself 'fore you love them”
but who can contest to that?
for the lovers only find solace
In the arms of their soul mates

I keep falling for the rest
but I can’t even stand for myself
So wouldn’t I rather run away
to the end of my time?

Friday, July 10, 2009

An important thing

I finished reading "No Country for Old Men" a little while ago, but one of the quotes has stuck with me still. It's strange how it comes to my mind almost randomly and subconsciously. I think its worth remembering, and reminding ourselves over and over, because so many of us are prone to making that mistake every day:

It goes something like this, and I'm paraphrasing: "You have a small problem. You don't solve it, and it aint such a small problem anymore".

Hopefully this is something I can learn and incorporate in my everyday life, and I hope you all will, too.
Peace and Love!

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

You really are

I like you. I like you because you are content. You don’t have a craving for knowledge. You don’t believe you need to know everything, you don’t ask much, and you don’t ask for much. You can smile even through the pain you see, because you know that’s the point of living. You live to become better every day, and you get motivated by quotes. 
You are accepting, you don’t like challenges but take them up anyway. You respond to calls, you always want to talk. You need people in your life. You get lost often. You need directions. You aren’t perfect, and you know it. And every day, is a day to get closer to perfect, and you know that too. 
You have perhaps too much faith in the higher power, but you have faith nonetheless. You take chances. You give second chances. You make awkward situations seem perfect, and when everything is going right, you say something awkward just to be funny. You care too much, you cry when you have to let go.
You really are all that anyone needs.