It's that feeling you get
you sweat,
you shake,
you're a universe inside
That no one can see.
You're screaming,
it's silent.
You're crying,
it's quiet.
There is a storm inside of you.
My friend, you are from the noble preachers,
only asking for what is simple
and what is right.
And what the world has to offer
is different and real
and not to be easy.
You are being challenged here
until you are called home.
Maybe it's a cruel joke
or maybe it's benefit
is to you and you alone,
until angels wings do grow.  
You are much more then you believe.
You can get up off the floor,
and shed the storm.
The universe inside you can share,
for you are not alone.

We're all just a bunch of humans that are forgetting what humanity is.


Evil has come upon us, and no one has lifted their heads from their phones to see.


We are all humans, with feelings and pain, and we forget that we aren't the only one who feels in this way.


You're not the only one who gets hurt in this world.

We say things such as "don't bully her for being an orphan," yet, it is acceptable to call a loyal woman who adores *** a **** or *****.

We stand up for someone who doesn't have good grades, but make someone who is gay feel unwanted.

We believe that freedom of speech is an excuse of offend and hurt.
Freedom of speech is to speak your opinion, not to break someone's day into a million shattered glass pieces.

We blame people for things they have no control over.

******, ****, stealing, abuse of any kind, fighting, bullying, torture.
We are all in the wrong, somewhere.

We speak of how humans are destroying the earth, how we are letting Satan into our everyday life, how we are becoming evil without knowledge. We speak of the world coming to an end because of us, humans.

Why are we sitting here trying to change the world, when we must change ourselves.

Look at yourself. No, really look at yourself. No matter how hard it will be to see the evil that you may cause, you must do it so that you can change. Change for the good. Change for yourself. Change for us humans. The planet. Humanity.

Bring humanity back!

I can't help but think, maybe, if I was better.. you would stay. If i was prettier then maybe you would want me. Or maybe, just maybe, if I was smarter, or funnier, or talked less, laughed more like I actually cared. Maybe, if I wasn't me... you would finally love me.

I found this in my journal today from a few weeks back.
And reading nearly gave me a heart attack.
How could I so easily forget we're done?
When you, my love, were my only one.

Boys & girls please, don't let someone rule your life.. in your life you'll be forced to change.. by people, circumstance.. environment.. but please, if you're going to let a person change you... remember.. if they fell in love with you and then change you... they won't love you anymore.

I've learned my lesson.