

Strain in the NeckStrain in the NeckStrain in the Neck
Doing the right thing, My neck is a mess. Stress of trying to unconform. I miss her,but I pushed her to him. She still loves him. He makes her legs weak, And her mind muddled. I love her,she makes my legs weak, And my mind muddled. I hope he can change for her, He needs to treat her as a princess. I did all I could,but she dreamt of him. I can't say much for this narrow road. My nights are a sleepless alley. Thoughts uncontrolled,where is she? I need to reach for my own purity, This challenge is more than I can accom


Man of IntegrityMan of IntegrityMan of Integrity
I want to be this man of integrity. A man who does not judge, Does the correct thing. I fail but still have to try.
He follows a narrow path to an unpopular drum. Selfishness is not an option, Forward thinking to the future. Love is the integral foundation of said man.
This serious and stern looking man, With the twinkle of life in his eye. I wish to be like him, Hopefully it is an attainable goal.
My weakness needs to be my strength, Lust and desire need to be released. I need to put others ahead o


CreatorCreatorCreator
My God,my Creator,my belief in His son. The madness of this life,the pain we cause. The pain we live through,in the name of love. We are mocked,we feel disillusioned,we hurt. We trust through our faith,blind sometimes. We step off a cliff in hope you are there. Allegory,stories,old tales? The cross a many splendored thing,too some. It is to me,I question a lot,sometimes I get answers. Sometimes silence,sometimes my choices are wrong. Sometimes I do the incorrect thing and damage people. I sully His work by being a horrible witness for Him.


RacismI believe...there is an open invitation to judgement.It starts with a desire to feel better than others,superiority,if you will.I say I hate it...yet have been known to laugh at a jokeRacism
demeaning others of different colour.Is it human nature,I can't answer that.Just wish it
didn't exist,you know?Rhetorical question,sometimes I so hate being dark,wish I was white but that wouldn't be me.Guy at work hates my kind,us darkys don't you know.Non tax
paying,lazy indians.I work,I pay taxes,he just sees what he wants.My reaction to this is
what bothers me....I feel hatred for this man.It affects my day,hate crime
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love isn't blind...it sees all,but loves anyway
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love isn't blind...it sees all,but loves anyway
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love isn't blind...it sees all,but loves anyway
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Pokemanz! Gotta draw 'em all!
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love isn't blind...it sees all,but loves anyway
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love isn't blind...it sees all,but loves anyway
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