Nobility is judged in many ways and seen in a different lights by all.I choose to see it like this it’s not how big the sacrifice you’ve made or how many people put you in a good light.Its not even by how well liked you are but how you always look to make the life of those around you easier and better...They need not know why how or what it cost you because it’s always worth it in the happiness it brings
When are you strong on the day you choose to keep fighting or is it the day you give in does it not take more courage to accept that you’re time has come then to keep going when you no longer see the finish line or when you can not hold onto anything any longer when you know what’s wrong and yet have no clue how to fix it.
Life is funny like this you give a person everything good in life then take away the ability for them to enjoy ; give them the people they need most at the price of what you’d need most my cost to much...
It becomes like everything you are want to be or have been is no longer there all that’s left in you is this pit or black hole sucking away all the memories joys and purpose of life. A lucky few beat this and those less fortunate have the daily struggle of inner demons who break and reshape your mind into the deadly darkest place that you’d think should be you’re own but you no longer have control...
You have no idea what love is till you are drunk I’m crazy you will say but do you not feel more the more intoxicated you it’s like the problems rested on your sober shoulders are drowned out but what’s left is the raw feelings you hide away...I love her and that’s all I know because the more the struggles fade the clearer the feelings become that she is what holds me down...
single yet in love with a women who’s beauty fills up every inch of the void in my heart armed with this magical idea of a life I won’t live with a person I can’t have in a story of which I have not the right amount of pages to cover nor the ink to write but I am in love with a beautiful women. She who brings an echo to every quite room I sit in alone her name the silk to roll of my tongue with words I cannot speak aloud but only daydream about as I am in love with a beautiful women.
The truth is it will always be about the one time you weren’t there which will forever hang over your head that’s what makes the times nobody’s there for you okay because oh that one time you wasn’t so hey I guess it’s okay to be guarded to suffer in silence to do what you gotta to get through a day medicate,intoxicate or elevate tear yourself apart trying to make sense of it all fight every apart of you that’s given up...because nobody cares about your struggles only about that one time.
A wise man once told me fight for what you love and need break yourself if you have to because at the end of the day if you’re willing to fight that hard the reason you fight will be able to make you whole again...
He said to me the day you give up is the day you are no longer worthy of that which means so much to you scars heal and bones break but how do you fill a void with only one fitting to close the abyss
Why do we always hurt those who mean most to us it’s like we always lose that which we need the most it’s like one of the saddest parts in life that you only gain to lose food for thought I guess as we continue to take those around us for granted and only feel that pain after you’ve for lack of better word F##ked up
Une fois dans sa vie, vous trouvez une âme qui vous apporte la paix.
che porta la luce in ogni angolo oscuro della vita.
ella es, tu eres la buena vida que has dado.
Fly true and free that heart of yours may lay caged far away from the people and places they belong to from the champs-Elysees to the steps of the acropolis with a Sicilian wind blowing through Catalan kissed hair strands.
We’d stay up till the crack of dawn to the sounds of swords and shields with bastards and queens from words of fantasy you’d get lost in and dragon fire which you’d carry to our reality one that burned so bright it hid away all that you carried alone.
When you speak words of wisdom forged in the pits of life...
You came to me unexpectedly like a gust of wind on summers hottest day yet you did not pass but lingered on till I could no longer think feel or remember what it was like without you.Now this morning with my window opened I waited for that first rush to send shivers down my spine but oddly enough the birds would chirp the sun ever present rays on my face the air light and fresh but where had you gone that scent and sensation I craved has disappeared.
...Now to bring it back
Note to reader the best things are that which you never wanted or ever thought you’d need
I’m guilty of the worst possible crime I hurt those who give life meaning I know the flaws I have and yet you still were that hand to pull me out of the hole I’d dug myself into with no way out and yet still all i could do was watch as I destroy that which I’d give the rest of the worlds happiness for forgive me my dear i knew not that I could lose you in a flash when you’d given me back forever .
Is it just me or do we feel that no matter how many people you know and have around you that you will always feel alone and empty if it’s not the one you want...Am I wrong when I say that humans biggest failure is that we need others and am I wrong if I say those we need the most are at times the reason we are broken...Do I feel this way alone or are we meant to have our biggest struggles with nobody to help to see what value people do really have and might it be that those we feel are the foundation of everything good in life merely a slight bend away from snapping to saw that even the thinnest of paper through the right eyes could seem stronger
Why is humanity so flawed in its way of thinking why do we need love and want to be loved yet to give love is like an area that’s been quarantined off in our hearts when did life become more about what can be done for you and not how can I do for others.
We walk and talk with those who’s hands are stained with blood and tears of others yet we let them be because deep down we are the same...when will we learn that how can we always take and worry about how we feel over all else even to those in real need
You ever had this feeling around a person or people of warmth like in their presence it was just safe.As if they would glow this light which would just brighten every part of you and make you just want to be the best possible person to please them well to dear whom this is for if I dare say you are that single ray of sunshine through the clouded sky and you are that first sip of my drink of choice when I’m consumed my coldness you are that painting I love to stare at just because it makes me feel a-kind of way that I’ll never be able to explain but always safe always warm always loved...
Everything good has a story behind it and every story has a foundation of four pillars so let me tell you about mine.
“Koz I hope you don’t always feel this way”
“Trust me you are meant for more then this”
“Relax now you are not alone now”
“Kalm down you will be okay in the end”
I’ve quoted the four most powerful female I’ve come to hold dear in life be it that stubborn undying will to never give up on the cause even when the cause has given up...or the pure fear you’d put in a soul to make sure it clung to the body for dear life...or was it that larger then life wisdom you put into a mind thought to far gone...maybe the determination to make the situation better to always look f...
Today is a sad day why wouldn’t it be if you get to the point of pure disgust at your own gender how are you a man or any more of a man by controlling a women by hurting her be it words in the heat of the moment or a physical impulse...
Respect is key my lady I dare not harm thy heart thy body or thy soul
Should be the golden rule but alas in a generation of savagery and domination how can we say it should be different...
I swear by this I’d give my life for the respect of a women as she is the crown jewel if I were England.
For her honor is the root upon which the perfect life should grow
One of the biggest mysteries I have as a guy is ladies why do you always never think you’re enough and why do you constantly hate on yourself when to the rest of the world you’re stunning and I’m not the shallow kind to only say this in regards to outer beauty a women’s outside is only matched and bettered by her heart and the person she is so to all my females out there you are enough nobody has the right or ability to steal that away from you you are born to shine and be the brightest damn star in the sky and if ever you feel that you aren’t then my lady you’re in the wrong part of the sky
This one it’s for all my females out there As a guy I’ve always strongly believed in the natural no make up look...now this might just be me and my thinking and before I go on don’t get me wrong you ladies wear it for yourself and nobody else’s benefit but well to me a women is art in the finest form without the need to touch up and cover up and as a guy it’s our duty to find the beauty in its natural state because hey paint dries and washes off but what’s under is forever so ladies I might be rambling and could be stupid but you’ll are perfect naturally and it’s the male genders job to let you know as often as possible so go beautiful go...
I had the perfect idea of forever so like as if I could carve it with clay myself yet the more I tried the more I learned that with each motion in the direction I wanted there was a crack taking me of course by the end my masterpiece was not what I’d seen but had become what I’d felt
We capture moments as a means to only hold onto the time we wish we had or would live in forever
And that’s the funny thing living a whole lifetime but to only keep a handful of those a fickle little thought isn’t it, that we could do everything under the sun but choose to remember those times where only the moon and stars would be the keeper of our secrets.
The need to fall in love has become
More a craving then a feeling of late
It’s like with each inhale you’re filled with excitement and wonder.
Then as you release that breathe out
Comes the sensation of why who and how.
Fate has it that a heart is nothing but a blank page in which we have no control on who writes or how deep the mark left.
Why did my supposed stone cold heart just break as I pushed you away was it the thought of you not being around anymore or was it just a sign to hold on tighter because it seemed to be you’ve come a source of emotion I thought lost
Leave me here to bleed said the broken heart I feel only pain I hear only the sound of each crack and bump of this war zone love has left me in on the battlefield all that is seen is what has been left the toxic wasteland of a life without feeling and emotion.
Our broken hearts were once the brightest flame left to illuminate every fibre of a persons being,the beacon which was the back bone to every single blush giggle tear smile or skipped beat...Alas like anything born of goodness time is always grim from a perfectly sun-kissed orange to this emotional empty space blowing in the eastern wind
Why does my heart feel like a loaded gun with an empty chamber, there’s no sense In that to feel and in each beat still a shallow cold nothing, it seems like I was drowning in my own tub and my emotions what kept my head below the water.
HELP NEVER COMES when its most needed but people are such that it’s always you’re fault if you’re hurt or broken and damaged it’s always how could you not tell us the pain but that’s just it you knew all along but picked and choose when it was convenient for you to acknowledge it.
She’s the book I try to write but the story I’ll never finish she’s the pages on pages of ink which never seems enough
Where has it all gone...
How do we now live in a world that
love is calling your girl a snack or
making it known how sexual you'll are
using repulsive words to describe her and she still cool...
How did romance die what happened to surprising her with flowers or random drives opening doors and secret love that unspoken knowing between just you and her...
she was beautiful wonderful kind now all we see are shadows of the girl who once was now only left is everything she tries to be to please you.