I feel as if I have messed up

I feel as if I have messed up. I felt I was given a chance, but I missed it. I couldn’t see it. I couldn’t see the chance that you gave me. I was given a chance to make life go the way I want. And yet, I was unable to see it. I have … Continue reading I feel as if I have messed up

Childish Grin

Am I allowed to have a childish grin on my face? Am I, an adult past my prime, allowed to feel as if I am back to my youth. The feeling of joy when something finally goes right. The feeling of joy when you finally feel as if your heart is no longer chained by … Continue reading Childish Grin

Why do I write?

Why do I write? Why do I live? Why do I sniff my own farts? I write because it helps me enjoy life. I write because by doing so I am experiencing a life I wish I was able to experience more of. The human mind is able to create so many wonders. The human … Continue reading Why do I write?

I want to speak to God.

I want to speak to God. I’m not even sure I believe in such a creature. I believe that something must exist, whatever it may be. But, after looking at life, it cannot be all kind. It cannot be all-knowing. And it cannot be all-powerful. If it claims to be then it is no God. … Continue reading I want to speak to God.

You don’t deserve

Do you think that you deserve better? What have you done in your life that others have not? Do you think that you are better than others? Why do you think you should be treated differently? No one in this world deserves better. You may think you do, but why do you think you do? … Continue reading You don’t deserve