Loss of Life

I recently engaged a good friend in a convo concerning his life, or lack there of, and I came to a stunning conclusion......So many of us are living DEAD. We wake up without zeal or a driving force towards something that may forfeit peace. Not happiness but PEACE. So many of us use the blanket statement "I just want to be happy." No one can honestly STAY happy. Happiness is a conditional, situational emotion which fades with ever-changing circumstances. As with any other high, happiness is the high we seek for the purpose of being high; a clear sign that one has become an addict. Find your REHAB!!

to be continued......

Anonymous Submission

I read a poem written by one of my friends and under the condition I leave her name out, she allowed me to post it!!!

I live for you

When I look at you I see you dead.
A dead sea of blackness from head to toe.
And the envy of men from toe to head.
But nonetheless I see you. Dead.
Carved from the clay of Ethiopian kings
And fashioned to my liking.
You make me feel like birthdays and sunday mornings and a father after childbirth.
But nonetheless I see you dead!
If I could pick you apart I would.
And save pieces of you as momentos in a secret place.
I would tell myself about you over time
And the story would last FOREVER,
However I see you dead.
But. nonetheless.
I LIVE for you!