Yeah, it seems like I have became my own worst enemy once again. Can't shake the feeling that my heart will stay this cut open, that my blood will keep spilling to the floor, and that I am forced to swallow my halo once again and suffocate on the corruption I have became synonymous of. I am riding the spiral back to the numbness. I threw the stones first so I have no choice but to accept the broken neck and hip again. I was such a terrible human being, I understand why they all left now. Who knows how I'll make my amends to the dead once again. I'm so depressed and broken, I wish my spirit had a home, however the truth is I am already dead, all I can do is rise to fall again.. I guess it's true, they always blame the scapegoat, this is why I will always keep climbing up that mountain. Seriously though, does a goat ever get any rest? Sorry for the symbolism, I'm fighting a battle only I can see and feel. Breaking Benjamin - Give Me A Sign https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97S66xee0U8 Thanks for reading, it means a lot. Love to you all <3
the rain of blessings and the rain of tests and difficulties, both fall, on the high and low alike. deserving has nothing to do with it. diversity spares no one. in that at least, there is some degree of fairness. we also though, to a degree, create our own difficulties and our own blessings. not as much or as often individually, though that sometimes too, but more often as a social statistic, resulting from the preferences and behavior of all of us.