Traveling

Traveling Eyes
Imagine my life through traveling eyes
Detaching and latching from life to life
Connecting, living, seeing life from the eyes of others
Becoming the passion eyes describe
Feel the pain that makes eyes cry
Drown in the worry and sorrow of others
Identify with their pain, changing what I can
Conquering the shock of the living
Overcoming the fear of the dead
Transferring the belief of hope and soaring through troubled times
When the eyes are at rest and come to a close they'll be less weary
More welcoming, more pleasing, more loving

Missed Chance

I thought I failed. I sat and wondered if it were the end I was staring at. In my hand I held pieces of life, between my fingers. I couldn’t see the meaning to it all. I cried for my lost, I saw nothing that I gained. I closed my eyes and tried to grab strength, but I was stunned by weakness. I thought I’d get up, because lying down made it worst. When I stood up, I fell back down. Fatigue from life’s anguish, I crawled to the corner of the room. I tried to find the corner, I blinked, and I couldn’t see. Blinded by the hurdles that blocked my destination. I held no switch to control it all. I had no control of what was happening. I couldn’t stop all these thoughts. My failure kept repeating itself. Sleep was unachievable, eating was undesirable. I whelped for its passing, for its non existence. The pain that came with it was unbearable. I sobbed for the death of the chance, and hollered for the chance to become reality. Stunned,here in this position again. Mourning…

How does it work?

So here I am, patiently waiting all day here at jury duty. I've occupied myself enough, and now I'm bored. So why not start a blog. Plus, the woman sitting next to me, must of eaten something bad, because her stomach sounds like thunder rumbling. So I guess this is my first, post. I feel inspired everyday, which I express through writing. My blog will be 100% me. Feel free to leave comments.

Peace And Love