True Beauty

Amidst The Loathsome, Lies What Can Not Be Perceived Or Objectified By The Naive Insight Possessed By Those Who Dwell Among Us. Resplendent She Holds True, Unraveled She Is Not,

She Is That Who You See When You Cannot.

Ulterior Motive

A Demise Thought Fitting, Rationalized By He Who Advocated His Loyalty, Only To Break Faith For Personal Attainment

Ulterior Motive, To One A Friend, Another A Benefactor A Fine Distinction Drawn Between The Two. Without Potential Gain,

Investment Breeds Futility, Thus Relinquishing Further Innovation

Wish

Didn’t Last Long

Though My Feelings Will Remain The Same
Feel Like I’ve Run Out Of Luck, And I’ve Lost This Game
Yearning To Be With You
And I’ve Felt This Coming..
Just Wish It Weren’t true..
You Make Me Smile
You Make Me Laugh
You Inspire Me To Be
A Better Person
A Better Me..
Though The Loss Of You Is Too Hard To Bare
What Will Never Change Is How Much I Care
Will This Be The End
Because I’ve Never Felt This Way Before
Wish We Would Have Had A Future
But I Don’t Know What’s In Store
But For Me Just To Have Been With You…
I Couldn’t Have Asked For More
I Wish This Would All Just Be A Dream
But Wishes Don’t Come True..
Perhaps Dreams Are The Only Place
To Keep An Amazing Girl Like You
Though Everything I’ve Said
Everything I’ve Wrote
Every Time We’ve Laughed
Every Smile
Every Joke
Has Been A Paradise
From The Moment We First Spoke
You’re One Of A Kind Emily..
No Less Than The Truth
No Matter Where We Stand

I'll Always Be There For You..

Archaic Design

Synergetic barrage of dismay and fluster. To live a life with obscure purpose, routed to an antonymic state of happiness.


Fathom my journey as the obstacles
soar, Based my path on a pre-defined course, like a withered rose will I let death impose? Time unwinds as the pendulum nears the floor, an out I've attained with a lack of reason, to escape my fate lies a mental state of treason! The juncture of my life unfolds into an archaic design, The outcome reaches me before my time, to press forward is to fall back, what is my goal? and where is it at? Break out of this fable and face the facts, my existence proves my purpose is intact, I'll alter my course and dwell in my time, sever my fate
because I don't need a cause to live! Living democratic in an autocratic pace, Synthesize my thoughts, and begin to replace the one track status quo designed by fate. Set a new course, and begin to renovate this assured, futile & concluded state.

Hope

Darkness will fade with the morning sun and hope will arise for those who have none. Our hearts quiver at sight of our fate, slaves we become to our inevitable state.

Morally Hollow

A battle with no just cause, a front of pride, honour, and liberty, put into play, safeguarding the callous disregard for human worth. Scapegoats we become, thrown into a paradox of morals, placed upon us by those who hollow their hearts to fill their wallets. To be tempted through promise of liberty, and have your own liberty revoked in the process, is this cause to be ambitious towards? If Independence is what you fight for, then in your grave, the depths of your sorrow, Independence is what you will achieve. As necessary as taking ones own life, an inevitable end is predicted, though that does not confirm virtue behind the act. To jeopardize the life we fight to protect, by fighting for it, is as virtuous as to prevaricate one's self, there lies no logic behind it.

War To Cease War

An underlying truth, undiscovered, and often contradicted. To compromise self belief without knowledge of the truth is as virtuous as to leap before view. A line guiding morality thought unwavering until exposed to the state this line does not safeguard. Life without morals, morals without life, for some, one cannot remain prominent without the other. One chain, foundation and peak co-existing. If this relation is so, then what justifies peak to transgress against that which carries it. When foundation has been cast asunder peak in turn becomes foundation, and this is where true insanity intervenes. With no foundation to base action futility becomes cause. Morals no longer govern and in turn the line safeguarding our beliefs and bordering them recedes. You become the hunted and experience your own infliction.