daily dose of something needed

sometimes you just need to vent but don't know what about. how can we help "fix" others when we're so broken inside. it's like sharpening a sword with a dull blade.

The cold beginning

We all start somewhere

we all end the same

we're born we live we die, what more is there?

The joy of helping others comes and goes

the affection we feel for a lover fades over time

we go through phases

we stray from our humble beginnings

we veer from our path to create our own

understanding our choices to make another is an endless cycle

when did life become about living for others

when we can barely save ourselves

we help with their problems

we save who we can

we worry about their lives and what we do to help

we,we,we

when do we fix our own problems?

When can I worry about myself

when oh f*****g tell me when can I take a moment to dwell on my life

We get caught up in everyone else's lives

to barely notice ours gets shorter and shorter with each passing day

I need to fix myself before I can help others

You need to find your solution before you can tell me how to find mine

we all have problems

we all have friends with problems

and yet we desire to help each other than to help ourselves

I'm not saying to be selfish

not telling you to only be worried about yourself

What I am saying is to find a place in your life where you can help others

if you are struggling don't help with other's problems

not until you understand your own