You are alone because of your arrogance, or your inability or your decision not to compromise and mostly because of your restrictive understanding of loneliness. None of these have anything to do with luck or God. So quit blaming everything and everyone else. Loose the attitude, come down a few notches or heavens in some cases. Quit making a spectacle of yourself only to garner pity and no real consequential relationships. Stand up and fight for whatever your goal is. Carping will not result in resolution. Life will run out if you keep instituting your quixotic standards as your only guide. Compromise and learn to be content. Compromising in love is not similar to compromising in life.
Remember, your are beautiful because someone else thinks so. You are a good person because you behave lending to that fact. Beauty is truly skin deep.Value people who care.
Dying alone isn’t the worse thing in life, never making anyone feel like you loved them is.
Being not loved isn’t the worse thing either, never making someone else feel loved is.
Tread lightly, no one is getting out of this world alive, be it war or peace.
Killing innocent people in the name of God is a sin, call it what it is. A man can justify any act should he decide. There is no more reprieve from your lonesome existence in a blaze glory then it is in you dying old alone an no one to care for you.
You want to fight for Syria, go to Syria, killing random citizens in random countries is against all religious preaching’s.
God is love, love God, love his creation.
Sometimes events in life are derailing of thought and all plans. You cannot understand how life really is until the one’s who are life are gone. It is a matter of time when you loose the sight of who you are as you realize that whatever you are you saw them in the people you once loved and who loved you. Without that system of checks and balances you are free, but in the worse possible way. A dog without an owner is free but it is no fun. It may work for some but for most it is not ideal. Now as I travel this path alone once again and perhaps for good this time, I wish for strength not company. I don’t wish for help or a shoulder to cry on, I wish for strength. To see through the few good things that are left in me. To at least give comfort the one’s I love that I am not all that bad. If you know me, pray for me, I will be forever grateful.
My greatest wish in life is to help, but my thoughts and life’s practicality could never be balanced. It is not necessary that I do this alone all the way, but it is necessary that I begin this alone and hope that my loved one’s will see it and join me.
One of these days I will sleep.
Until then I will work and wait for the day I am free.
I don’t dream of a rescue anymore, no where I want to be.
Nowhere, I trust you to take me.
Here, in this quite outpost a million miles away from you.
I stay alone, but I can be me.
No one to call me a liar or to praise my good deeds.
Just me and my demons dancing by the fire, pretending to be free.
We may lack sleep or your loving embrace, but here we are naked without inhibition.
Away from your dark world, where survival is victory.
Slander my name, defame me to your hearts content, but alone at night that feeling you can’t describe, that is me.
You say I ran away and didn’t fight, Defeating the one’s I love is no victory, to me.
People with “Real jobs” won’t understand hahaha. Stupid, damaged people who laugh and mock at those of us who try. I always worked hard for the family, but this time it’s personal.