| A match strikes light in the darkness, the empty pit that surrounds the light is nothing but black cobble stone, and above is a door, rusted shut. In a corner there was a candle, and that match lit the candle and for a long while that candle burned bright, it felt as if the door was open and any light that seeped through was glorious. That candle is wearing, and the door remains sealed, what once was a little happiness is now stolen away. The match was decieving, for there was only one, the candle was decieving for the light faded, now the old feelings of the pitch black room now fill the head and soul of a young man, a tormented mind unfolds in the shadows. And now if the door opens the light will be too bright, and that brightness will be the undoing of that soul.
this is too much to bare
People are born alone, most live alone, and all die alone, but what happens in between birth and death is strictly up to the people in that life.
Be with those you love, share whatever you have in life with whomever you see fit to share it with, live with no regrets, whats past is past there is no changing that, but control your future, dont lock yourself in a black....pitch black pit, never leave the light.
Love, live to love, be loved, that is all i say
this is the last entry i make, this may be the last night i stay awake to share these thoughts
New Mexico is a short 2 months away, and im unsure as to weather im coming back, my closest friends will say goodbye to me in person, but to all those who read this and dont know me as well this is my goodbye
Peace and Love
to error is human to forgive is divine, so i give forgiveness to all those who have wronged me, and i beg forgiveness for any i have wronged
farewell |
