All around the mind

Hearts beats were fast, each moment I counted as my last, Tears rolling down my eyes, falling on the weaved lies. Too much complications to be put into words, Everything in life is suddenly messed up. I am distraught and Bewildered, if could be explained, The vexation in my soul has started to rain. Nowhere to run, Nowhere to stay. A little peace in this moment is all I pray . Sometimes life is in a mess, a total and a complete mess and you need more of yourself than a little of anyone. There are times when you need to positive and there's nothing except being a pessimistic you can be. yeah, that sucks. The times when you are stuck between right and wrong, which way to follow, who to talk to and a lot that is up with your head but your mouth stitches itself to say a word about it, may be it's right. Telling about your problems to anyone who can't help is wasting your time. What I do is: Cry a little, Eat a little more and Sleep as much as I need to and get back to whatever ...

 As the sun was rising from east,  A life was going  forever to peace.  Each breath was worth a moment,  All of what earned in life was coming to a settlement.  Faces of those this journey spent with, were fading away,  Running time, heart beats fast, life decided not to stay.  All the dreams, All the fears were coming to an end.  The relationships that existed were nothing to pretend.  There's a lot to say, but still I'll be quite,  The only thing would be missed is the sky in the night.  We know what live for, it's not the fear of dying it's the fear of surviving that makes us live, the each moment we spend got something to fix. People say things, a lot of things, But sometimes letting it be is relieving. They can be right we can be wrong but the next moment is gonna happen isn't sure. We can take chances we can take risk, may be if we did wrong we can fix it.  "In the next moment you can die, In the next moment you can ...

"Why am I as I am? To understand that of any person, his whole life, from birth must be reviewed. All of our experiences fuse into our personality. Everything that ever happened to us is an ingredient"                                             MALCOLM X,                        The Autobiography of Malcolm We weren't born as we are right now, we were born without emotions as we grew up through certain experiences, good or bad, we developed ourselves with them. There's no good or no bad in a person, it's just what they have been through and that is what it made them as they are. It's so unfair to be prejudice to someone. People are broken, not always they seem to be they are. A person is never an open book to anyone, there's a part which dies in silence from the day it got inside to the day when body dies. Good or Bad d...