My Thoughts (kinda Depressing)

When a person gets angry,
that anger spreads
like vibration rings
in a body of water.

It's a pity.
We beings of flesh
don't have full control
of our emotions.

But when our flesh selves
take over ...

Our real selves
our souls,
suffer the most.


Shameless...
Pitiful...
Weak...
Victims...
yet,
Aware...
Prideful...
Strong...
Fighters...
that is what we all are.Why deny?



When we kill ourselves,
what we kill isn't ourselves
but the empty shells we reside in on Earth.
When earthly things harm us,
We don't feel real pain outside
but inside where our true selves suffer.
our spiritual beings feel the pain,
take the scars,
hold our true feelings,
silently pray for freedom.
All awhile...
thrashing,
twisting,
shaking,
rolling into a tight ball,
and still silently praying,
for true freedom.

True freedom
can't be truly achieved
on Earth.
Only Heaven can grant such peace.






Even so, I still dare to hope,
And have faith,
In a new tomorrow.


No matter how proud you
may be of your country's
historical achievements,
there is always that part
of history that is tainted
with blood and grief.
There's no mistaking or
escaping that natural fact.


Heart beating fast. Fear crawling over. Sweat dripping. Hands shaking. Eyes opened wide.
1...2...3...
Pull the trigger and SHOOT the target.
Frozen in shock. Sight of blood. Pictures flashing.

Scream...

Scream 'till the walls tumble. Fall to your knees. NO!
YOU ARE NOT A MURDERER.
Not now, not ever!
Right?!

Stand up. Walk away. Blank face. No Tears. Not yet...
Take arms. Reload. Point.

1...2...3...

Pull the trigger and SHOOT the target.

YOU.

Blood cover the tears.
No one will know. No one will question.

The reasons for the decisions made here.
Because there wasn't any. No justified reasoning at all...
StrongHeart937 StrongHeart937
18-21, F
Jul 14, 2010