Every day I wake up I’m feelin’ like a new person with new opportunities coming across my path. Far away from when I thought these scars would expose their wrath unexpectedly but it all added up like some new life math. I’m just trying to explain what this new feeling is like. It’s nothing like the way I used to stumble through strife, always wanting to get rid of those problems with a knife.

Not today, and not any more. There’s no way I’m going back through that door, and no longer will I treat this life like it’s some kind of chore. NO matter what you say to me I’m actin’ brand new, no longer like you. I’m tired of being untrue trying to please you like it’s some kind of yule tide tradition shit. Believe it.

Imma let ya’ finish like some Kanye E biz, try not to make this into something unlike I say it is, yeah I’m going to finish this, this new thing I’ve started.

fburk:

When my days look low, pull me in close and don’t let me go.
Make love to me. So that when the worlds at war, that our love heal us all
Right now baby make love to me ooh make love to me.

Hey! I don’t know much about guns but I’ve been shot by you
Hey! And I don’t know when I’m gon die, but I hope that I’m gon die by you
Hey! And I don’t know much about fighting, but I, I know I will fight for you
Hey! Just when I ball up my fist I realize that I’m laying right next to you

-Beyonce

Working hard, or hardly working. I run so hard, and I’m tired of searching. I keep trying to find it, but it’s forever lurking. Never to be in my reach any time soon. I’m stuck in the past, and can’t live for the future. I wish all these thoughts were gone like the sutures, but they’re forever there with the pain that they made.