Sunday, August 29, 2010

Shicism

The pain, the hurt, the lost, the despair. I never thought my life would be a living hell. I can't hold back the feelings inside and I need to get together to feel more alive. To come to grips with life and reality, and to face the facts with immorality. To purify the functions between ourselves, despondency we seek, we need that self-help. We seek, we search, we try to define. The ways of life we tend to intertwine. Assuming the worse, there's a turbulence we do hurt. We are naked and drowning in the vaporous sea trying to uphold the capacity. Everything is pejorative in the ways of life. Therefore we have to come to grips to overcome that strife. Take heed to what i say because life is too short. You have to be equip with the knowledge you sort.