Untitled...Seems Like I'm Hopeless

[sexydeltagirl]

When I wake up in the morning the monotony of another day greets me...
I'm not overjoyed nor happy at the arrival of a new day...
It feels like I'm going through the motions....
Just living but not really alive...
Just searching for my purpose in life..
I'm so lost in the wilderness of shattered dreams and broken promises...
I told myself I was going to make it but I guess I lied...
Cause my feet are still planted right where I started...
Ground zero..
And when I take one step forward...
Life takes me 2 steps back..
I feel like I'm playing mononply...
But I don't have a get out of jail free card....
In this woman-made prision I've built myself..
I get vistors every so often...
They give me words of encouragement...
Telling me to keep my head up..
And shoot for the stars...
I think them for their kind words but inside...
I'm cursing them for being in my business...
Why can't they let me wallow in my own disfunction...
But who am I kidding...
If they did that then I'd surely give in...
Let life sweep me under...
Do things I wouldn't imagine doing...
Like allowing that man to have my physical...
For 500 cold cash dollars placed on my dresser in an envelope...
So I'll keep searching for my true calling..
My mission...
My purpose...
Until I find it...
Grow in what I've been sent here to do...
Fulfill my promise to GOD.

[Nadira...Rare]

When I wake up in the morning the monotony of another day greets me...
I'm not overjoyed nor happy at the arrival of a new day...
It feels like I'm going through the motions....
Just living but not really alive...
Just searching for my purpose in life..
I'm so lost in the wilderness of shattered dreams and broken promises...
I told myself I was going to make it but I guess I lied...
Cause my feet are still planted right where I started...
Ground zero..
And when I take one step forward...
Life takes me 2 steps back..
I feel like I'm playing mononply...
But I don't have a get out of jail free card....
In this woman-made prision I've built myself..
I get vistors every so often...
They give me words of encouragement...
Telling me to keep my head up..
And shoot for the stars...
I think them for their kind words but inside...
I'm cursing them for being in my business...
Why can't they let me wallow in my own disfunction...
But who am I kidding...
If they did that then I'd surely give in...
Let life sweep me under...
Do things I wouldn't imagine doing...
Like allowing that man to have my physical...
For 500 cold cash dollars placed on my dresser in an envelope...
So I'll keep searching for my true calling..
My mission...
My purpose...
Until I find it...
Grow in what I've been sent here to do...
Fulfill my promise to GOD.

I feel like this more often than not nowadays...

[Right Hand Man]

"let life sweep me under...
Do things I wouldn't imagine doing...
Like allowing that man to have my physical...
For 500 cold cash dollars placed on my dresser in an envelope..."

not to make light of your though provoking work

but is this true cause ive got 500 bones

[Advent Verbal Kent]

To me. Living a neutral life is just as bad as living a negative life. Sort of...like....bad credit is just as bad as having no credit at all.

Goodie MOB said it best. "You got to get up get out and do something."

Thats what i get from this peice. Thanks for the swift kick in the ass.


AvK

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