HOW STRANGE LIFE IS

title speaks well

how strange life is..
i have always thought so ..its a lost identity that i looked for everywhere all time..
love i knew all my life and time after time i was afraid to get real close..thinking i get hurt
and i lost a lot ,i still remember all the faces that passed me by and wished to stay..but i ran away
i would never stop anywhere for long was always afraid of time of life..for i always knew nothing is ever here to stay..
lost so many loving hearts that even ached for me,and still i hurt them more for i was forever afraid of hurting them ever more..so i kept away
its this running life ever moving fast..it stops at times but always traveling fast away..times i wished it ran to its destination so at last i rest and see whats next..
and times i wished it slowed a little so i could see my way better and see whats around..feel the hearts that used to beat for me and not for me..still i was afraid
i was a coward all my life..i never stood its challenges,she is too strong for me..who could help find my lost identity..i looked for lots and lots
but to no use,its all in vain..nothing seemed to have a meaning,nothing smelled so good..wish i knew it was something wrong with me
wish i knew its all mistakes  i did so i ended that way..but its not..wish someone shows me the way..i feel like blind at times
and there is no light around..i just feel my way,it looks like its never ending journey..only to nowhere

Author's Note

whatever..

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Yes life is indeed the strangest element to man. We walk blindly through it even though we have eyes to see. It is full of love and all of the things one can hope for waiting within its corridors. Yet it is just as bloated with hate, disappointment, despair. Love and life are the yin and yang to us all, each bearing layers as deep and intricate as a rainbow. Sensitive souls are profoundly affected by its flaws and beauty all the same. This is why they are gifted to become artists.

[A.A.Romanczuk]

Life is like a maze...most of the time we run around like laboratory rats, not exactly sure where we're going...it's not good to sit around depressing oneself over paths one took...they ending up leading you down the hard road...but didn't you learn ever so much more through that ? For all that is lost, there is something gained...we all feel blind at times..I think it's part of the human condition...you'll find a heart that's patient enough to keep beating for you even when you're silly :) You know...this might be a little extreme...but my grandmother used to say "There is a mate for every monster" You're not a monster though :) But do you see where I am going with this?

[Emily B]

life is strange . . . but always such a huge adventure

[R J Askew]

You, sir, are a most sensitive and humane man. You are intensely aware of your circumstances and the cunundrums of life. I wld like to sit for an hour with you and listen to you talk, to learn from you.

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

you're back! i have missed you my friend..
the tenor of this is so sad, so forlorn. a journal entry from someone in the crux of making the next step of his life (which is my optimistic stance on it). the trick isn't to let your foot hover in the air, but to make that step firmly, put your foot down on your path, and you will get there. (and you can always catch some fireflies in a jar to light your way)