Life, my life, your life, any life… goes on like any other. Whether we are alive to live the life in the form of a human or any other life form, another day we wake is another day we’ve accomplished and achieved. For those that have left the every day life cycle, they continue to live on in memories shared with those that are still alive remembering their life as they were.

I find myself to believe that things that have passed should stay in the past but that does not mean it should be forgotten.

As my days go by, I’m finding myself in a blur of forgotten moments and I’m left in a shell of emptiness… not really making memories to last and just living to get by.

This is my world at the moment.

One that I’ve become accustomed to with much desire to change in ways unbeknownst to me but akin to many others.

I want to be able to live without any worries of health, financial stability or violence from people that have nothing to do with me.

The greed, the hatred, when will it stop and why is it so hard to let go of?

The state of the world that we live in is revolting.

For a time of innovation and invention, we’ve got death and crime while people play you for a fool for their own personal gains.

Cry me a river of bloodshed and tears but don’t dare hope for a better tomorrow of peace and happiness for all.

Today is like any other day, nothing special but still precious because I’m alive and I should be grateful.