Ghost

There's this pressure that pushes outward from the inside of my chest.  Creepily thumping over my happiness.  It pushes all other emotions out of me.  My rib cage is being torn open by absolutely nothing.  I breathe so easily that it hurts.  Lungs and heart become nothing but colorful balloons.

I see, hear, and feel everything to be correct, but everything is wrong.  My logic is twisted.  I don't say anything and there is no response.  I'm awake and there is no rest.  I eat and there is no hunger.  I cry and so tears fall.  I say I'm happy and words come from my lips.  I feel the need to destroy.  I feel the need to create.

I hate and despise every ounce of my soul.  I wish my body evaporates into the air.

empty

I looked into the mirror and I didn't see a face.  I tried to show fear but there was no face to show it with.  I then proceed to expect myself to become alarmed.  But I felt so calm.  I felt so still.  I felt like nothing was inside of me.  I felt so empty

I feel so empty...  I feel so empty... I feel so empty inside

...

God

Without Condition

Am I the only one who can really understand this kind of love?  Why is everyone searching so hard for something that's right in front of them?  We've all had bad things come our way in life, but we have to understand that we can't hold on to those mishaps.  We all need to learn to let go, and maybe even make something good out of what was once bad.  You can't grow and learn something new without forgetting something old.  Out with the old and in with the new.

I find myself in the midst of people who don't know what might be the most important thing in the world. Did we somehow forget?  Were we born without?  Or do we choose to ignore?  My heart shatters for you.  As I swim towards to the end of the pool my friends drown in their ignorance.

But I could never get tired of you.  I will always try and love you without condition.  I need this range to expand to everyone in the world.  I mean.  Who doesn't need it?

I want to give it to you, no matter what the circumstance.  For the things I have security in, this is the most.

Cheer Up

Even through the joy I feel the pain...

I'd like to think that the world and everything around me is perfectly balanced.  The evil will always be faced with a good and wrong will always be met with right.  It's something that I can never hope to understand, till my time comes.  But for now, I can focus on the good.

People struggle with life's endless pain because they don't focus on life's endless joy.  I feel like I'm surrounded by a bunch of pessimists, who just whine like a bunch of whining whiney whiners... but I gotta be positive and make the best out of these people.  Show them my roots and where this amazing life spawns from.

Don't be stupid.  You misguided being of poor circumstance.  Live smart.  Find JOY!

Even if it kills me (oh and I hope it does).

idgaf

I do give a fuck because it definitely matters. It might just be because I'm just a really nice guy, but I know a lot of "nice" people who seriously don't give a shit. So I'm going to defecate all over this world, oh won't you join me?