Alive and Buried

Nights appear to grow darker in the fog that really is a shadow of your own insecurities... as the sun is suppressed to a tinkle in the eyes. Sparked by these bright ideas that great big minds find... but are they useful in paused time? Temperatures dropping below the body's normal capacity and it's getting colder... crossing over into the realm of seeing dead people walking around, yet they don't notice they're dead. Is this us?? You see the world keeps on moving forward without a second thought of meaning or identity beyond a memory, so what is life? Pinch yourself if you happen to question for a moment that even in strong beliefs we get lost in helplessness... pushing the heavy foot down on the pendulum of hopefulness and as years go without reward we become stagnant in imaginations toward what the future will become... this is what living has succumb to. The voice that reaches to find peace within the pieces of broken experiences... tugging against the restraints that covers the mouth so all expressions are muffled. Yet, the power of positive spirits fill the heart with that sublime kind of confidence and love which is incapable of being broken throughout it all... helping you survive without going crazy after realising that you're living a life equivalent to being thrown in the deep end of a pool and not knowing how to swim.

How Do We Say We're Sorry"

1. What's sorry to the verbally and physically abused? 2. What's sorry to the raped? 3. What sorry to the killed? 4. What's sorry to the robbed? 5. What's sorry to the exploited? 6. What's sorry to the discriminated? 7. What's sorry to anyone who's been wronged in their lives by the things that they did not choose? We'd all like to believe that Heaven is a place we'll be when we pass away but God only knows that for certain. However, can a dying wish be proper in telling the human race that we're sorry for anything left of ourselves in this world that wasn't good? Just a question for us to all heavily ponder! How can we tell a... mother, father, grandmother, grandfather, wife, husband, girlfriend, boyfriend, daughter, son, sister, brother, niece, nephew, cousins, friends, neighbors and communities that we're sorry? For their losses, their pains, their fears and their dysfunctions, because of something we did? Can the bottom of our hearts express it in every single word, every single thought and every single action that we live our lives to right any wrongs that we may have caused upon another human being? Is sacrificing our very last breath in the efforts to be only a positive impact enough? Or will we rather abuse, rape, kill, rob, exploit, discriminate and continue to wrong and believe that we have found a just balance in it all? I am certainly no specialist to the human experience, but to anyone that I've ever hurt in this world... If I could show you today and for the rest of my life that I am sorry for your losses, your pains, your fears and your dysfunctions...would you believe me? And even furthermore forgive me?