Life-0r-Death

Life-0r-Death 12 March 2015 Life is put on a rush. The balance between activities and work moves Faster and faster in this never-ending cycle. One minute, I am on top of everything. I am pulling my weight across the occupation of my dreams. My boss likes me. My co-workers want to be me. Everything I have worked for is piled and neat. My own tune follows the slow pace of a folksong.            Life is no longer fast and furious            But full of wondrous bliss.   But then everything Drops. The vibrations of my social life are spilling over my job. I have so many commitments that just won’t fit. I am low, full of sadness and de

Dreams have become the enemy. The world I had once run to has become dark and tainted. You permeate my thoughts. And you rip the fabric of my reality apart. My dreams used to be mine. I used to have dragons carry me to    my kingdom of light. I used to sing in taverns as adventurers    came and went. But now I dream of ways to win your heart. I fall into sleeps that are forever or bear your son. You tell me you're sorry. You tell me you love me. And I believe it each time. Then reality strikes me. I am alone. I am without your comfort. And you have not apologized. Rather, you are off on your own adventure. Someday, the pain will fade

Trust is fragile. It is only given when the owner is       ready to give it. It is like a birds' wing; light, soft,       but strong. There is only one way to break it: Betrayal. And that is a very simple fast to do. Trust cannot be fixed easily. When it is broken, it is not a simple          scratch with a bandage. Rather, it is like a shattered bone. All the pieces are trapped in the muscle           and it requires time to heal. And even when time is given, a limp            is forever formed. It can never be the same again. Trust is a privilege. The owner gives it sparingly and relays on the holder to care for it. Very few pe

Times are tough and times are hard. There are moments when we want to throw the cards. But we must stick to it, Otherwise we will never sit. So pick up a book And give it a hard look. Don't let you mind wander too far Or else you'll never make it to the bar. The party has only begun. And that is no pun. So drink up the rum And dance with chums. So when the night is over You won't be sober Until the morning sun. So make sure you have lots of fun.