i wake up to crawl. i began each morning hoping that i'll fall a little more in love; in love with life, in love with time, in love with hope. i take each breathe deeply believing that this will be the one; to carry sweet life and love to my lungs and i lay my head down each night, cursing the evil world and its ways, i realize i've grown much too old to put my faith into such filth filth that brings up my hopes and makes me gamble on chances filth that slams me down so hard that all i can do is crawl and so i crawl. i crawl. but im always trying to fly, and sometimes i even beleive i can. but still, i crawl.
hi there what an image... to move on from all the troubles all the {filth} i hope also that this world will be free and peaceful for all..to live and love. and enjoy life once more... lovenpeace from saff
I know how you feel, when life gets you down and you are sort of just existing day to day. It's a hard thing, you just keep praying that today will be the day your fire gets lit again, and it hurts so bad when it isn't.
